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Okay, things get kinda heavy between Hideaki and Sakura here, so please do
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Sakura whimpered as Hideaki gently kissed her cheek. He had brought
her miles out into the woods in hopes of escaping Kakashi and returning to
the Hidden Mist Village. It had been a full day since he had taken her,
and she had woken up after about eight hours. Sakura had to put up with
his speeches about clan continuation for so long, she was relieved when
they stopped for dinner. Eating had shut him up for a while, but he had
tied her up loosely so that she couldn't really do much aside from squirm.
"I'm hungry," Sakura whined. "My head hurts! I wanna go home!"
"You are such a pain," Hideaki whined back at her. "But I gotta take
care of you..." he begrudgingly spoon-feed Sakura some, though Sakura
wouldn't admit it, tasty soup he had made. After dinner, he administered
some sort of healing technique to soothe her headache.
Sakura would never admit it, but his sudden tenderness made the pain
of being kidnapped lighten. After he had taken care of Sakura, Hideaki left
Sakura on her own for a while so that he could bathe in a nearby stream.
But after his bath, Hideaki went straight for dessert.
"You must be feeling lucky if you think you're gonna get away with
this," Sakura hissed as her wooer lowered himself down next to her as she
lay helpless on the ground. But Hideaki was (how many people here feel
stronger than usual if they have a clean body and hair? I know I do!). He
gently rolled over behind Sakura, wrapping his arms around her slim waist
and hugging her to him as he gently kissed her cheek.
"Stop," Sakura whimpered, something inside her stirring at the
tantalizing sensations Hideaki sent trough her with each kiss. He pressed
his body tightly against hers, his deepening breathing resounding in her
ear as he lowered his lips to her neck.
"I love you, Sakura... I need you so much..." Hideaki murmured, one
of his hands slipping underneath her dress, stroking her leg temptingly.
"Please, Sakura, understand..."
"Stop it, Hideaki..." Sakura pleaded breathlessly, her body
responding to his actions unwillingly.
"Why not, though? My clan needs to survive, you need to find a suitor
soon... this is the perfect arrangement. Now, just leave everything to me."
He paused in his speech to kiss her neck a little rougher as his free hand
avoided the ropes that bound Sakura and unhook the buttons on the front of
Sakura's mind battled for freedom from Hideaki's trap, but he body
cooperated with his desires. It was the most unbearable torture.
"Sakura," he breathed as he finished unbuttoning the garment, and
expertly sliding it between the ropes. His hands busied themselves
"No!" Sakura cried as his hands neared a place where no girl should
be touched unwillingly.
"Hideaki, you shouldn't take what isn't yours," said a familiar deep
voice from the tree above the two. Sakura's eyes widened as she looked up-
her savior, Kakashi, had arrived.