Love is more than a word
Ren: oh yeahs! Last chapter!...maybe ~//w//~
Pein walked around in the comfort of his room.
"So what's this strike three deal with Sasori-chan?" Konan asked, lying on Pein's bed enjoying some strawberry pocky. Pein hesitated with his answer.
"He believes in this love stage crud…"
Konan made an 'oh' with her mouth and ate another piece of pocky. Pein sat on the floor near the edge of the bed where Konan was laying playing with her cheap old Sansa Disc MP3 that Kakuzu had given her. He held out his hand demanding the player. She sighed and gave it over. He slid his finger over the center button and pressed it.
"Don't phunk with my heart? What is that?" He read aloud grabbing at her left head phone.
"Who is Voodoo Thursday?" Pein asked.
"Shhhh!" Konan shushed. Pein pouted but kept silent.
no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
always claimin' I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must've caught amnesia
That's why you don't believe
uh, yeah, check it out"
"Well…" Pein smirked, not so comfy stepping out of his personal music bubble.
"What? What's wrong with it?" Konan asked raising an eyebrow at Pein. He smirked a smirk that was supposed to change the subject at hand. Then the music changed.
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and their like-".
Pein then and there, neither a second earlier, nor a heartbeat later, yanked out the head phones as Konan Rolled over singing
"My milkshake brings Pein to the yard and he's like it's better than yours. Damn right it's better than yours, I would teach you but I need payment up-front."
Now Pein laughed at this.
"Pretty spunky now eh?" He looked at Konan as she matched the lips she just read to their words, then she smiled.
Pein laughed as Konan proceeded to sing along. He payed special attention to her shirt, which would be soooo much easier to read if Konan had insisted on wearing something so suppress her huge bust.
"Open 24/7?" He read questioning the small…well compared to her boobs it was small… writing.
"Huh? Oh yea, Hiroshiri got me this like two years ago."
"The two years ago part is a surprise…" Pein mumbled under his breath. Konan heard him and waked him with the back of her hand; this is what we women call a back-hand slap.
Pein rubbed his very sore face, looking in Konan's eyes for an answer. She huffed.
"The heck was that fo-"
But before that sentence was finished Konan grabbed Pein's collar and raised his lips to hers. Pein's hands dropped to his carpet. As the kiss got deeper and more passionate, his grip on the carpet grew tighter. Pein smiled in the kiss, as anyone would, then he, out of male instinct (in his defense), pushed his tongue into her mouth. She grabbed onto his shoulders and he slowly pulled her off the bed and onto his lap, making sure not to tug so hard that she crashes onto him but so that she gently floated down onto him. Konan broke for air as she was turning blue, then purple as a blush slid into place. Pein didn't go colorless either. He smirked and slipped his hand up the back of her shirt. She flinched as Pein's cold hands outlined where her wings would be. He accidentally touched the hooks to her bra.
"Pein-sama…" She whined, not fully relishing the touch, but not all that into it. At least not as much as she should be…
"Yes?" Pein's hot breath cooed, his hand retreating down back to the floor where he believed it belonged.
"I-I just wasn't expecting super-ultra cold hands up and down my back…"
"What? Don't tell me I hurt your feewings."
Pein smiled to himself, he loved it when she would play around like that, so much so that he'd degrade himself, just for a moment; just for her, and like a person with special needs, he'd play along. And so he began rubbing his eyes pretending to cry.
"Oh.. I'm sorry. Would candy make ju feel bettah?"
Pein sniffled and nodded his head, trying hard not to laugh, real hard. Konan reached for her pocky and held out the box. Pein took a piece and began nibbling on it while laying on Konan. She rubbed his forehead and he sat there nestling up to her as if she were his mother. For real, for reals though, Pein had abosolutely NO idea who his mom was, seeing as he'd been separated from her at such a young age. But having Konan as his girl-friend was as close as having her as his mommy… that he frequently… ahem screwed with. While thinking this over Pein had ; unknowingly mind you; and fell asleep on Konan, curled up in a ball like shape, his hand resting on her heart. She smiled and fell asleep with her hand on top of his
Lyke 4 good..
Ren: *grabs tissue* so sad… so sad… *blows nose into tissue in a very sappy anime like way* well tsh the end but no worries mates! I working on a new story that I've been screwing around with for some months, ya know jotting down foot-notes and getting in trouble 4school work neglect…so it should be out soon…
In the meantime-betwntime I'm outta here
Ya aint gatta do ur homework buts ya gatta gets the hells up off thispage ^^
~*~ Ren, 3rd class story-teller ~*~