The need to tell you people that this is a variety of different pairings eludes me. Read and guess who it is I am writing about. Then review and tell me what you think about the story..I'm sure you all know the drill. I'll add the chapters consecutively only when someone reviews them.
I am the wind that wavers.
She shook as she stood, her arms and legs were badly bruised and bleeding in some areas.
Looking across the field at the newest ally of Konoha, the Akatsuki member merely returned her glance.
His blonde hair remained in place as his breath escaped parted, cracked lips. The Akatsuki cloak was long since discarded and his black attire made his overall appearance seem ethereal.
Before she knew it her caramel eyes had closed and she began to fall. Without a moments' notice she landed in a pair of warm arms that held her close. Then the wind parted and they took to the air together.
"You should be more careful, you know." Her head was dizzy and her eyes felt split as she witnessed the world in double vision. "I know." He steadied her as a sculpted dragon took towards the ground.
"Katsu!" With the darkness threatening to engulf her, she witnessed an explosion that shook the woods and destroyed the enemy. "Art is a bang!" She looked to the man holding her loosely in his arms, his eyes were almost clear and held such intensity.
She should have been frightened and maybe a part of her was. "Your wrong." Soon that intensity was transfixed on her and she didn't have to be half dead to know she was in danger.
"Oh. Then what is art?" His voice, so low, so tantalizing. Did he always have to speak that way to her? Maybe it was the way the moon outlined his features or the way the fire that raged below danced within his eyes. She didn't care as she gripped his shoulders and pressed her body and her lips to his.
She didn't care if his eyes closed or not as she wrapped herself around him. She didn't care if he wanted her to do this or not. Before the darkness claimed her she pulled away and grinned ruefully up at his confused gaze. "That is art."
You are the certain land.