Thank you, dear fangirls! – part 3
A million thoughts ran through Narutos head. Soft lips were pressed against his, a warm tongue licked over his lips which parted instinctively. He could not believe it. Sasuke was kissing him. This time it was not an accident. He was… confused. Okay, that was an understatement.
Sasuke is kissing me! That cold-hearted bastard Sasuke! I really HATE those fangirls! I cannot move! I cannot get up, cannot shove him away and yell at him. And I don't really want to. It's somehow… nice to have him close to me. I can smell him. Feel him. Taste him. Sasuke tastes like really cold water.
Does that mean, he is in love with me? I mean, why else would he kiss me? Or is this just a cruel joke? I can't believe that Sasuke is gay. Hehe, I should blackmail him with that.
Where does this feeling within my stomach come from? Why do I get the feeling that I'm enjoying this? I don't like Sasuke. He is my rival. He is stupid and arrogant and… okay, he is handsome! I wish this kiss would never end. He is a good kisser. He…
Narutos thoughts were interrupted when Sasuke pulled back, gasping for air. He was blushing slightly and stammered, "I'm… sorry. I didn't mean to…"
Naruto thought of various curse words he could use, but instead he kept quiet, which was quite unnatural for him.
Sasuke drove his fingers through his hair. "Naruto, I… have to tell you something. I love you." If he had slapped Naruto in the face, it could not have been a bigger surprise. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to force this kiss on you, I just wanted to show you that I'm serious." His voice faded to a whisper. "I didn't want you to run away."
And Naruto realized, what the feeling in his stomach was. "Sasuke," he said, uncharacteristially serious. "Untie me, please."
Hestitantly, Sasuke knelt down and untied the ropes with trembling fingers.
Sasuke had never been so afraid in his entire life. He had opened his heart to Naruto and there was no turning back now. Most likely, Naruto was going to punch him into the face and call him a fag and then tell everyone that he was gay. He didn't care about his reputation but he cared about Naruto. He didn't want their friendship to end.
Naruto got up from his chair and rubbed his wrists. His head was bent down. Sasuke had never been good at dealing with emotions, and this was far more than he could take. In his dreams he had imagined Naruto to embrace him and kiss him and tell him that he loved him back. Since Naruto was so awfully quiet, he knew that was not going to happen. "Forgive me. Goodbye."
He turned to leave and Naruto still said nothing. Sasuke placed a hand over his chest. It hurt. For the first time in years he had allowed himself to feel something for someone else. This taught him a lesson. He was not meant to love. Feelings were for weak people and he would never…
Something hit his back and he was slammed into the wall. "W-What the fuck?!", he hissed. He was pressed with his face against the wall. Naruto grabbed his wrists and held them in place, capturing Sasuke between his slender body and the wall. "Naruto, what are…."
"I'm just taking revenge! You should have untied me from the beginning, you bastard!"
Has he gone mad?! I just told him that I love him and he… Any coherent thought was wiped away when Naruto pressed himself against Sasuke from behind and his breath tickled Sasukes ear. "I don't know if I love you, Sasuke. Not yet. But I like you, and I want to be with you."
The grip on his wrists loosened and Sasuke turned around, until he was face to face with Naruto. "Naruto, I…"
He was silenced with a burning kiss. Deep down, Sasuke thanked those fangirls for tieing Naruto down and giving him this chance. Then he concentrated entirely on that wonderful kiss. And when they broke apart, Naruto whispered: "So, are you going to stay with me tonight?"
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, Dobe."
Naruto chuckled. "Merry christmas then, Sasuke."
"Merry christmas, Naruto."
Smile for me – part 3
Abruptly, Kakashi pulled back. "Gomen, Sakura. I shouldn't have done that."
Sakura was too stunned to say something. She couldn't believe that this had just happened. Kakashi, her teacher, had just kissed her! And he wasn't wearing his mask. Sakura stared at him dumbfounded. Kakashi was gorgeous! He looked a lot younger than she had thought.
But why had he pushed her away? "Kakashi-sensei… why..?"
"Sakura. I'm sorry. I just wanted to cheer you up. I shouldn't have kissed you."
Disappointed, she lowered her head. First Sasuke and now Kakashi. Why did they all reject her? Fresh tears filled her eyes.
Kakashi cupped her cheek. "Don't cry, Sakura. You're such a loveable, beautiful young woman. But I should not do this. You should not be here with me. It's wrong."
He said nothing. Sakura placed a hand against the back of his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. It felt so good. Just like she had always imagined a kiss with Sasuke, only so much better. Warm and soft. Maybe, when she had followed Sasuke all that time, she had missed out on something wonderful. Kakashi had honest feelings for her, she could feel it in every touch. She could see it in his eyes. A fire burned deep inside of her, similar to what she used to feel when Sasuke would look at her, only a million times more intense. Why should this be wrong? Why was something wrong that felt so right?
When they broke apart, he finally answered her. "You're so young, Sakura. Too young for someone like me."
She tugged at his shirt and whispered: "I don't care about that. Right now, in your arms, I feel safe."
Once more, he kissed her. Gently, at first, then his warm tongue slipped into her mouth. She flinched at the unfamiliar sensation, but his arm was placed firmly against her back, keeping her in place. While Sakura would've been satisfied with these kisses for the rest of the night, she felt his hands roam over her body and the intense heat his kisses emitted. Kakashi wanted much more than that and all of a sudden she understood why he was so reluctant about this.
He was a grown-up man and she was still a young girl. She wanted shy kisses, he wanted to touch her, undress her and make love to her. They were so different. She placed her hands against his chest and pushed him away. "I can't," she whispered. "I'm not ready for that."
Kakashi came back to his senses painfully slow. He took a deep breath and eyed the beautiful girl in his arms. A faint blush colored her cheeks and made her even more beautiful. He had lost control for a moment. He had kissed that innocent girl, taken advantage of her condition. Kakashi closed his eyes briefly. If only she were a few years older…
"I know," he said with a smile. "That's the difference between us."
Sakura nodded understandingly. "Kakashi-sensei… can we… just stay like this for a while?" She sounded tired. Kakashi replied with a nod and she leaned her head against his chest, closing her eyes.
With an inaudible sigh, he stroke her soft hair. This had sure come unexpected. He had planned to spend a nice evening all by himself and now there she was, this gorgeous girl in his arms, and a tingling sensation in his stomach. He had always seen her as his student, but tonight he was strangely attracted to her. Sasuke was stupid enough to push her away, but Kakashi wasn't going to make the same mistake. He was going to have a hard time waiting for her to reach a legal age, but she was worth the wait.
He looked down on her and realized that she had fallen asleep in his arms. A smile played on his lips. So cute. He enjoyed the feeling of having her in his arms for a while, then he put his mask back into its place and got up. Somewhere he found a blanket and draped it around her body. She muttered something in her sleep but didn't wake. When he was sure she wouldn't get cold outside, he cradled her into his arms carefully and lifted her up.
She leaned her head against his chest and muttered: "Sasuke…?"
Jealousy swept over him but he fought it down. "Sasuke is not good for you, Sakura," he whispered as he carried her through the cold night. "Grow up, I know you will be a beautiful woman. When you're old enough, I will be there. And believe me, I will not waste my chance like Sasuke did." Sakura smiled in her sleep and cuddled closer to his chest.
Don't call me brother – part 3
Neji was surprised at the determination he saw in his cousin's eyes. At this moment, Hinata didn't seem shy or insecure at all. "Neji-niisan. You mean a lot to me. I mean, not as my cousin." His eyes widened. Could this mean..? Hinata inhaled deeply and then she stammered: "N-Neji-niisan I'm in l-love with you and I want t-to be with you."
They both became completely silent.
Hinata was blushing like mad, now once again avoiding his gaze. And Neji was completely taken by surprise. He stared at his cousin and he realized that she had said out loud what he'd been thinking since a long time. She wasn't a relative to him. He saw her as a pretty girl, someone he felt strangely… attracted to. After he had lost to Naruto during the chuunin exam, he had been able to let go of his grudge against the main family, especially against her. That was the moment when these feelings had started to develop.
But it was forbidden. Hiashi would be furious if his daughter, who was still the Hyuga heir, had a relationship with a mere branch house member. She was destined to marry a strong shinobi, probably from another strong clan. Neji shook his head. Naruto had taught him that destiny was in his own hands. And he did love her too. "Hinata-sama," he said. "I love you too."
Her head raised and she stared at him with wide eyes. At first she looked like she didn't believe him, but she could see the truth in his eyes. And she started to cry. Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I thought you hate me, Neji-niisan," she sniffed.
Neji gave in to a sudden urge to comfort her. He stepped forward and took her into his arms. It was good to have her close to him. It was what he had secretly longed for. To have her in his arms and protect her from the rest of the world… "Hinata… don't call me niisan any more, please."
She giggled. "Alright, I won't."
She pulled away from him somewhat to look into his eyes. Instinctively he bent down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. It was like heaven.
Hinata sighed contently and snuggled closer to her newfound boyfriend. After a few shy kisses they had decided to go to bed (together). Hinata had told her father that she didn't feel so well and now they were lying in Neji's bed, his arm placed possessively around her waist.
"You know, your father will be furious about this," he said. He didn't sound very concerned though. Probably he was just trying to make sure she knew what she was getting herself into.
Hinata played with a lock of his black hair and replied: "Yes, but afterwards he will calm down and eventually he will learn to live with it."
"And if he doesn't?"
"Then we'll leave the family. You wouldn't leave me alone, right, Neji?"
A rare smile played on his lips. "No, I wouldn't. After all I've sworn to protect you."
The smile on Hinatas face disappeared. "I don't want you to protect me just because you are supposed to. To me, you're not just a member of the branch family. You're most important to me, Neji."
"That's not the reason. I swear, that I will always protect you from harm, Hinata. Not as your cousin or as a member of the branch family. But as a man who loves you."
"Thank you, Neji." The moment was perfect. He was so warm and his arm around her made her feel so safe. She knew that tomorrow they would be discovered, but she didn't care about her father's anger right now. All that mattered was what they had right now. "Neji… how do you feel right now?"
"I feel… good. I guess this is the best christmas I ever had."
"Mine too. Because I got the best present ever. You."
He chuckled. His hand cupped her chin and he kissed her, this time with more intensity than before. She blushed when his tongue entered her mouth. The sensation was awkward but not uncomfortable. She relaxed against the kiss and when they broke apart, she whispered: "Your kisses are just like you, Neji. Fierce, but honest." She closed her eyes. "Merry christmas, Neji."