New story hopefully finished and updated soon.
I have this one thought out completely its just gotta get typed so . . . ya hopefully no dreadful waiting.
(fingers crossed)
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, but I do have the rights to Manami. ^-^
CAUTION: SMUT
A kick to the side, wake me with a start. I glanced over to Kakashi to see him twitching in pain. I watched quietly with worried eyes, watched as his face would twist in his sub-conscious quarrel. With a heavy burden I sat up and pulled out from his reach. Then I just sat there. This had been going on for a while now, once or twice a week if he was dead tired.
I don't even think he knows he has night terrors, if he does he hides it well. But, I already figured what causes these night terrors. Him being a ninja. All the things he's seen, the things he's done, all the while keeping these bottled up to himself. If only maybe he'd share them with me, I could soothe his pain.
I contemplated whether I should wake him, the danger of it. It's dangerous to wake someone from a night terror, they react to their subconscious visions, intertwining them with reality.
Basically saying if I wasn't careful I would get attacked. My thoughts: would getting attacked be worth the small pain, versus the long night this would be if I sat by and watch him cripple himself? I felt it would be worth it. With a deep inhale, I waited for his next convulsion to come and pass before I approached him.
As soon as his body was at rest I brushed my hand through his hair, down his face firmly in an attempt to wake him gently. Failing I proceeded with some haste to his chest shaking him.
Thankfully this time I succeeded, his eyes snapped open, alert and cold. He snatched my hand, bending it into a painful hold. I crippled trying to lessen the pain, whimpers and whines piercing my lips.
Crying out, " Kakashi, please let go . . . .Kakashi." His head cut sharply to me, staring with an iron eye. Peering at me: blank and unfeeling. I whimpered louder pulling at his grip; pleading with him to release his vice hold.
He blinked and the stone within his eyes melted away gradually. I tugged at my bounded arm, and watched as his eyes drifted down to his hold. He let go, eyes locked on his treacherous hand. Before I could even breath out his name he was already out of bed in the bathroom.
The sound rushing water instantly reached my ears. And once again for the multiple of times tonight, I watched, helpless. The fingerprints of my lover burned on the inside of my wrist ached in severe pain but I ignored it: the only thing that received attention was the soft sounds of water running.
I didn't want to interrupt; this was his time to sort his own thoughts out; when he came back into the room, that's when it would be my time.
For now I'll just wait.
Time passed slowly as I listened closely.
A moment later the water stopped a heavy sigh, then the sound of movement. The click of the door raised my eyes as I began to examine my lover. A towel loosely wrapped around his lower hips, upper body revealed to the whole world, hair slightly damp dripping down onto his shoulders.
I slid out of bed and approached him; his eyes were cast away from me.
I lifted my hand to his face to brush his smooth cheek, and turn his eyes to mine.
Nothing, we just stared at each other. Slowly Kakashi took my injured, raised it to his lips, and kissed the inside of my wrist.
My voice came out soft, as to not disturb the silence of the sleeping world, "It was an accident . . . I know you care for me and never intended to hurt me." He gave a rugged sigh and again cast his eyes away.
"Manami, this should never be an accident. I've hurt you" he said raising my wrist. I quickly responded, "Only a little bit. I'm fine." His eyes grew angry, "And a little bit is acceptable by you?"
Now that one took me aback, I didn't have a response.
Next chapter has sexual content. Forewarning! Don't like don't read.
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