Kitsune and Neko
~eilidhwasmyname
(disclaimer; if only I owned Naruto and I would have sorted many things out that I have issues with)
The figure seemed to fly through the trees, making barely a sound and leaving only a slightly breeze behind him. A second figure followed close behind the first, notably smaller in height but still able to keep pace. They both wore animal masks, silver armour and black trousers. The leader had a bandana to cover his hair.
They ran on, jumping from branch to branch, faster than an untrained, and even some trained eyes, could hope to follow. The leading figure looked back, seeming to check on his companion only to stop dead, catching himself on a low hung branch. He put a hand behind him, palm facing towards his companion, signalling them to stop. He then turned his body to the side, giving them a clear view of both his hands, as he placed the heel of his left hand onto the top of his right wrist. Enemy.
His companion nodded, holding up 3 fingers, thumb holding down his middle finger. Eight enemies. The leader pointed to himself and the companion then held up four fingers, signalling that they were to each take four on. Easy enough.
Silence was the key; stealth was the way to survive.
Quiet as a breath, the leader disappeared, followed only by a small scuffle then silence. The companion smiled beneath the mask, copying the leader almost exactly; disappearing, scuffle, silence.
The leader came out into the open once more, blood visible on his armour, his gloved right hand dripping in the stuff. He shook his hand out, attempting to rid his hand of the liquid – blood was a pain in the ass to clean, even from black gloves. The companion wiped down the kunai they had used, keeping a watchful eye on their surrounding while staying acutely aware of the leader. He looked up, catching eyes with the companion, a wicked grin spreading unseen across his face. He brought up his bloodied hand, using it to curl a finger towards himself, signalling for the companion to come closed. They complied, unable to take their eyes off of him.
The power that radiated from him was unreal, making the hairs on the back on the companions neck raise. They took a deep break, slinking over to him, heart beat picking up in response to the ever present feeling of danger he emitted. He screamed danger, and it took everything the companion had to stop from running away. Learning the shinobi art for eleven years, a fully fledge ninja for the last seven years, ANBU for the last one and it still took everything the companion had to stop from forgetting all they had learned and running away, the instinct to survive leading the way.
The leader knew this. He also knew that his companion would never defy him. He lifted their mask – white cat mask , purple swirls – and stroked the face that was revealed. Red lips, slightly parted with each panting breath that was taken. Strong, high cheekbones, manicured eyebrows, and then the eyes; white, a hint of lavender, no pupil. A Hyuuga. The companion drew another breath, this time holding it in as the leaders hand travelled down their face, leaving a trail of red.
"Hinata," the leader wrapped his hand in her hair, which was hanging loose around her back, swinging freely, long enough to just touch the top of her bum. "Well done." The leader's voice was low and gravely, causing goose bumps to erupt on Hinata's arms.
The leader pushed his mask to the side, having it rest on the side of his head. Bright blue eyes, the colour of the clearest sky, whisker scars adorned his cheeks and an elongated tooth tugged at his bottom lip.
"Naruto-kun." Hinata's voice was barely more than a whisper, disappearing, taken away by the breeze that blew through the trees they were surrounded by. There wasn't much light, the moon attempting to light the ground but failing due to the many ominous clouds that littered the sky.
Naruto leaned in and lowered his mouth to hers in a kiss that spoke more than words ever could. Dangerous and sexy; it drove Hinata wild.
