Passion

Shinogu leaned forward, just barely letting his lips brush against hers. She closed her eyes, living in this moment; where else would she want to be, when she could be here with the man she now knew she loved? His fingers grazed the back of her neck, holding her, tangling in her hair. “You’re not angry?” he asked, his eyes lighting up, “You don’t just want me to ‘make you my woman?’”

She laughed happily, “No, I don’t. I mean, I do, but you know...in a good way...”

He laughed too, and it made Hatsumi’s heart skip a few beats. “And you want to start things between us like this. With...with sex...”

“You don’t want to?”

“No, I do!” They both giggled hysterically, Hatsumi tilting her head forward to try and stop. She didn’t know why she was nervous - maybe it was because she had never really been with anyone with Ryoki - she had never really been with someone who would make love to her rather than have sex with her. The laughter wound down and he put a hand under her chin, making eye contact with her. “I just wish I’d had more time to prepare. I want this to be special.”

“It will be,” she said, “It’s you.”

He smiled, and she felt that new feeling in her chest, the one that she got whenever he was happy. “Okay.”

They clasped hands and he led her down a short hallway and into his room. Boxes were stacked along every wall, and a mattress lay on the floor with just a sheet, a pillow, and a comforter on it; he had already taken apart the bed frame and had the pieces stuffed inside a box.

They didn’t rush, although Hatsumi could feel the heated anticipation filling the room. Shinogu didn’t take the time to turn on any lights, simply letting the light from the hallway filter in through the door. She took a seat on the bed, stretching out her legs and watching quietly as he took off his shirt and went to join her.

He knelt down in front of her, then held her face in his hands and kissed her slowly, letting things progress naturally, waiting to slip his tongue between her lips. She mimicked him, and the kiss got more and more passionate, his hands moving around to the back of her neck and massaging her scalp sensuously. He pushed her down into the mattress gently, holding himself up with one arm and putting his other hand in the small of her back so she wouldn’t fall. Everything was so considerate, and so like him.

She didn’t know how she had gone so long without even seeing him.

Everything about him was so different than it was with Ryoki. The rush to get off her clothes and fulfill his own needs was absent with Shinogu - it was as if it were as gratifying for him to make her feel good as it was to do things that made him feel good. He took his time brushing his lips over every curve - her shoulders, neck, and collar bone. He looked into her eyes questioningly. “May I?” he asked, his fingers just barely touching the clasp of her bra.

She replied with a simple, excited, scared, exhilarated, “Yes.”

He took off her bra with ease - she didn’t doubt that he had been with other women in the past, and he certainly had experience with this sort of thing. He pulled the article of clothing off of her outstretched arms, and she brought them back to clasp his shoulders again after it had been tossed away. Shinogu’s kisses became almost hungry as he kissed her chest all over and then wrapped his lips around a nipple. She took in a sharp breath, wrapping her hand around the back of his scalp and tangling her fingers in his hair. With this new closeness she felt the hardness between his legs, and it wasn’t intimidating, but exciting. Her heart clenched with anticipation.

Pleasured sounds escaped from her lips, the likes of which she had never made before. Shinogu raked his fingers over her stomach and caressed her other breast with one hand, making her tingle all the way to her core. He groaned slightly, and she was glad that he was enjoying this as much as she was...and flattered, of course, that he liked making her feel good.

It was a nice change.

She wanted to taste his skin too, so she tapped his shoulder as if requesting for him to flip over, and he did so - she sampled every inch of his upper body, his collar bone, his neck...she smiled when he gasped at her ministrations, clutching at her shoulders. His skin was textured with scars from childhood falls and a few adolescent fights. She smiled also at the fact that she could remember where he got those scars.

“I love you so much,” he whispered in her ear as she sucked on his neck.

“I love you too,” she said, completely honestly. It felt good to be able to say that without wondering what the repercussions would be in the future - without wondering if she would one day leave him and regret ever saying those words. This feeling was so true.

He ran his fingers over the button on her jeans, and she nodded without him having to ask - he proceeded to undo the button and then the zipper, and laughed, embarrassed, when he couldn’t easily get the jeans off. They stopped for a moment so she could pull the pants over her hips and off of her ankles. He hastily did the same, and then they were even closer, moving together and letting out pleasured sighs at each touch of their skin.

Hatsumi’s eyes widened when he ran his fingers up her thigh, just barely hooking his finger into the waistband of her panties...and nodded again when she realized his intentions.

She came quickly as he stroked his finger smoothly over her most private place - she was already so aroused that it didn’t take too long to bring her to climax. She gripped the sheets and twisted her body upwards, breathing heavily. He lightly kissed her neck and her chest as she came down from it, her entire body tingling.

“Are you ready?” he asked in the darkness.

“Of course,” she said, smiling and putting her hand gently against his cheek.

He moved over so that he could remove his underwear, and she blushed and giggled when she glanced at his stiffened member.

He was bigger than Ryoki.

“What?” he said, hastily pulling out a condom and putting it on.

“Oh, nothing,” she replied, feigning innocence. She was still buzzing from when he had been touching her.

Shinogu kissed her and then settled himself comfortably between her legs. They were taking their time, although she couldn’t wait for the actual act and she could tell that he was having a hard time holding back as well. But they wanted to relish this moment - the moment when she would be his without doing it for revenge or out of sadness.

“You’re sure about this?” he asked once more.

And without hesitation, she said yes.

He pushed into her, his mouth just barely open and his eyes closed. He bowed his head until their foreheads were touching, and then began to move.

It was not at all the same as with Ryoki - Hatsumi couldn’t say that the actual physical feeling was all that different, but the emotional sensation was, and it seemed to enhance every movement they made. It was safer, warmer, and even more pleasurable. Shinogu groaned, letting his head collapse into the crook of her neck, and she gripped his back as a wave of pleasure shot through her. And all the while, through the basic desire, she felt the overpowering feeling of love that encompassed both of them.

The sensations shot through her, getting stronger and stronger, until she was ready to climax. Shinogu muttered a garbled mess of words - that she somehow knew were supposed to sound like “Hatsumi” - and then her muscles contracted inside and they came together, holding one another close and breathing heavily into the other’s ears.

They lay together for what felt like hours. Hatsumi smiled and traced her fingers over his skin, and Shinogu wove his fingers into her hair. “I can’t believe you’re finally here...with me,” he whispered.

“It had to happen eventually,” she said, her face breaking into a grin.

And they slept.

--

It was five o’clock in the morning and Akane’s cell phone was ringing.

It was five o’clock in the morning.

She didn’t know why her cell phone was ringing, and she wasn’t exactly happy about it. She had been sleeping - and sleeping well, despite the fact that she couldn’t get her mind off of the boy that she had lost and the boy that she could still have. And now it all rushed back.

She would not be getting any more sleep that night.

The phone told her that it was Azusa.

Why on earth was Azusa calling her at five in the morning? This was even more puzzling. Through a sleep-deprived haze, she reluctantly picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey Akane, it’s Azusa.”

“What do you want?”

“I was wondering if you’d heard from Hatsumi. I haven’t been able to reach her for the past couple of days and I’m starting to get a little worried.”

That woke her up. “Do you have any idea where she could be? Where are you? Weren’t you with her?”

“Yeah, I was, but I drove back home. She was going to see Shinogu and she’d just turned me down...”

“And this was two days ago?”

“Yeah.”

Something could have happened, but the fact that she was supposed to be with Shinogu made her feel quite a bit better. Even if he had put her in the hospital (accidentally) she still felt that he was a very good person for Hatsumi to be with.

Akane sighed. “No, I haven’t heard from her...but I’m sure she’s fine.”

Azusa mumbled agreement and then took a deep breath. “Are you fine?”

“Excuse me?”

He laughed. “Are you okay?”

Akane groaned. “No...but I don’t want to talk to you about it.”

“Are you sure? I’m right down the road. I could come over right now.”

Hmm...maybe there was another boy she could have.

But this was not the time for flirting. She needed to figure things out without having someone around to lean on. She was a strong person, and she definitely did not need a man to make her feel good about herself or to guide her through life.

She smiled to herself as she replied. “Not this time, buddy.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m positive.” She frowned. “And I’ll call Hatsumi in the morning. She’s probably in a hotel somewhere...just trying to figure things out.”

“Alright. Sorry I woke you up.”

“Mmhm. Good night.”

“Good night.”

Akane ended up getting a full night of sleep that night. She didn’t need a member of the opposite sex to serve as a pillow.

--

Hatsumi and Shinogu stayed in bed for most of two days.

They left the bed only three times - once to go out and buy more condoms, and twice to make breakfast.

Hatsumi’s cell phone stayed in her purse, which she had dropped off by the front door. It ran out of battery and died, and she unfortunately missed every single one of Azusa’s calls.

(Azusa wasn’t sure if he called her because he was worried or if he knew that she was with Shinogu. It was, most likely, the latter.)

The second morning, the two of them sat at the table and sipped coffee, Shinogu in nothing but his boxers and Hatsumi in one of his over-sized T-shirts.

Hatsumi looked around at the boxes, still stacked up all over the apartment. “I think it’s time for me to get back,” she said, looking over at him, “I’m sure my parents are freaking out. And I need to get back and talk to Akane.”

Shinogu nodded. “So...what’s the plan?”

She glanced again at the boxes. “Well, since you’re already all packed up, I think it’s time you came home.”

He smiled. “I think so too.”

They got dressed and packed his sparse belongings into the trunk of his car. “We’ll have to make a return trip,” he said.

“I don’t mind,” she replied, “But let’s make sure to leave the mattress.”

--

Back down the road, in a different car. Hatsumi rolled down her window and let her hair whip around her face.

Azusa still had her wedding dress in a shopping bag in the back seat of his car.

She wondered how soon she would be needing it again, and then decided it didn’t matter. She and Shinogu were going to do this right and take all the time they needed.

Things were so perfect now - she couldn’t believe that she had been so ready to give up the rest of her life to be with Ryoki. It all seemed so stupid now, as if the past few years had been a waste.

But they weren’t. They allowed her to grow. Those years had given her the tools she needed to dig out the real Hatsumi on this very trip. And now that she knew who she was, she was going to use that knowledge to live her life the way it was meant to be lived.

She glanced over at Shinogu and smiled. He smiled back.

What a great kidnapping that had been.

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THE END

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A/N: I know it was short, but I hope you guys enjoyed! This was such a fun fanfic to write, and I’m so glad that I got so many views considering that it’s a small fandom. It might not happen...but there’s a chance that there will be a HatsumixAzusa one shot sometime in the future.

In regard to the lemon, I hope you guys liked that too. I don’t make a practice of writing lemons, and when I do they are not very graphic or detailed, but I hope that it was well-done. I prefer to go with romantic rather than sexual.

Soooo anyway. Hope you guys liked the ending. I sure did enjoy writing this for you. :)

--kat