R i d 3 r: This is uhm.. My first One-shot. I know it's not much, but yeah I didn't know how to put it. SugarSnike got me into the mood of writing a one-shot for some reason! Go read SugarSnike's stories, I command you… and I'll give you cookies.

Anyways, please comment tell me what you think, so that I know exactly what I can do to fix my writing style for one-shots.

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One Night Stand.

It was a one night stand, nothing more, nothing less. I could remember him standing there against the bar, Sake in his hand, moving it around in a small circle so it would swirl around - swirl as if it could take away all the pain he felt as a child… Take the pain away from what his village did to him.

He was a demon, she knew. She knew so very much how much he was. She witnessed him kill before, the murderous intent, the bloodlust, the sadistic smirk as he lifted his hand into the air, bodies covered in sand, desert coffin, she remembered what it was called. The way it imploded, blood squirting from every other opening.

It rained. Rain blood. Eyes fixated on watching it fall from the sky. She wasn't afraid…. Afraid? What was fear? She never really understood. She was never exposed to anything other than Love…. Love of death, love of fighting. Love… of loving.

She had felt love; but it wasn't all much. Having her heart stomped in front of her, gray eyes watching as he kissed another. Betrayal. She was lonely. She was alone in the world since she was 12. Now only at 25 she had no one…

There was no love within her; but the Kazekage seemed to spark it once again. She wanted him...

Wanting..

Wanted…

Hated.

He'd hate her. Everyone else did… Why not him?

I remember him looking up, jade eyes fixating on my gray one. Narrowing as he noticed I had been staring at him while he didn't take notice. I could remember his hair perfectly. Bright red - like blood. How I wished I could run my fingers through it. My temptations, my desires were starting to play out. I could feel my legs move, but I couldn't stop.

Clouded…

My mind was clouded. I wanted him; I didn't even know him… but I wanted him. Wanted to feels his hands on me; his lips on mine. I wanted it all from the well respected Kazekage of Suna. I was alone… Desperate.

Desperate… Yes, that's what I remember calling myself as I stood in front of him. His height towering over me like nothing. I didn't cower when he glared, instead I smiled. A good smile - one that seemed to be brought out of no where.

I could remember the surprise that flashed through his eyes. Surely he had smiles directed towards him? He was handsome enough to have any woman… Why would he be surprised of an act that I did… Even I was surprised.

I wanted him… I wanted him now. He must have seen it in my eyes, for the face he made was one that confused even me… He smiled back. Smiling… happy… Sad? No, happy. Just happy. Unless… it was something that he did to relief tension. I couldn't remember. My mind was in a haze…

It wasn't five minutes, I was undressed, in his arms, lips over mine in a passionate battle, that he surly wanted to win. I never backed down… Women never backed down. Never. He'd understand, maybe? It was quick, satisfying to a point where she reached her own climax 3 times, while he only once. He was good. I remember. I remember how well he did.

We collapsed in a heap of flesh and sweat. It was a one night stand, nothing more, nothing less. He was gone when I awoke in the morning. The scent of his still in the bed, on me… all over me. Love wasn't a factor in this…

Just Tasteless desires own my own little dream…