I sighed, entering my room and kicking the door shut behind me. Dumping my stuff on the floor, I fell backwards onto my bed with aim that comes with practice, kicking my shoes off and drawing my legs onto the mattress. Curling into a ball, I closed my eyes.
"Are you okay, Kat?" a soft voice inquired from somewhere near my desk.
"Yeah," I replied, not moving. "Just a bit tired."
I heard the rustling sound of the person getting up, then footsteps. A moment later I felt him sit on my bed, making it dip slightly under his weight.
"Bullshit," a much deeper, rougher voice growled. "Something's up; I can tell."
'There he goes with the schizophrenia again…' I thought. I stayed silent though, and after a moment or two I felt a cool hand on my face, gently stroking my cheek with his thumb.
"Did something happen at school?" the softer voice was filled with concern. "If someone hurt you I'll tear off their limbs and eat 'em!"
I smiled slightly and opened my eyes, looking up into the half black half white face of my lover.
"No, Zetsu," I scolded gently. "Your limb-ripping-and-eating services are not required. Plus, cannibalism is kinda frowned upon in the non-ninja part of society."
The hand on my face moved to run his black fingers through my long wavy brown hair, his pale green eyebrows furrowed with worry over his bright yellow eyes.
"Still… is there anything you want to talk about?"
I sighed, sitting up. There was just no escaping a talk with Zetsu, especially since he technically outnumbered me two to one. Oh well, might as well make one last attempt.
"It's nothing, Zetsu. I'm perfectly fine."
Suddenly I felt his long muscular arms encircle my waist, dragging me across the bed and into his lap. I noticed he wasn't wearing his flytrap around the same time I noticed he was shirtless. My breathing hitched and I started to feel hot and tingly, pressed up against his warm, toned body. 'Dammit,' I thought. 'This is SO not fair! He can't use sex appeal to get me to talk! I will not be swayed!'
Then he looked up at me with those smoldering yellow eyes and I melted, all thoughts of resisting gone out the window as his soft bicolor lips pressed themselves firmly to my own, his tongue prying them apart and effortlessly dominating mine. I moaned against the cannibals' skillful mouth, my body tingling all over with the need to have his black and white hands caressing every inch of my skin.
Okay, maybe I'd let him sway me just a little bit…