It had been several weeks since Uzu had started showing up at her door. Every day he'd come by and ring the bell just to be able to see her, to be able to catch a glimpse of her caramel flesh, the glimmer of her dark hair that she had highlighted purple, those fire-light eyes that burned him deeply that he couldn't forget them. She had invaded his thoughts and the moments he wasn't with her brought a pain that he could no longer contain or control

Today was different. When the door opened she was there, standing in a blue dress that sat off her shoulders into a sweetheart neckline, material fitting over her flat stomach until a skirt that flowed like a flower around her to her knees. She was barefoot and the glimpse at her bronzed legs made him blush.

"Sanageyama." Saphire's voice like a soft bell, filled his ears, "You come here every day. I don't know why..."

She stopped when he held the bouquet of red roses in front of her. "Saphire Tazama..." he forced the words out, "These... are for you."

She looked down a at him, his dark green hair windswept, his clothing worn properly. He had even worn a dress shirt under his uniform which he had buttoned up perfectly. He looked the gentlemen as he kept watch on her pretty brown toes as he made note how tiny her feet were.

"Sa..na..ge..ya..ma..". A deep pink rose to her caramel cheeks as she took the flowers and said his name, "What's the meaning of this."

"Can I please come in?" he pleaded, "I want to talk to you privately. I wont take too much of your time, I promise."

Saphire said nothing as she turned on tail and went inside the small mansion. He looked at her ass as she walked away, her hips swaying in her strut his face bright red. "Are you coming?" there was gentle Breeze as she turned back to him. "You've come into my home uninvited before, I'm allowing you in and you're dottling, how funny."

Uzu rose entered the house, closing the door behind him. She had walked through the foyer and he hurried behind her, leaving his shoes behind. His sock slid on the marble floor and he found himself cursing at how awkward this was. He walked slower finding his way through the halls to the kitchen, where she was cutting the ends off the roses and placing them in warm water.

"Tazama," he watched her delicate caramel hands using the knife to carefully remove the excess stem. He cleared his throat and she looked up.

"Sanageyama," she responded, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Um..." he stammered, "Can we go someplace a bit more private?"

She'd cut the last rose and placed it in the vase. Her hands moved to surround the frosted glass, gripping it and lifting it off the black marble counter. "I suppose we can go to the terrace. I've never shown it to you. Let me put the roses somewhere where where they'll get some light." like a lost puppy he trailed behind her as they went to the living room and placed the vase on the centre table. "Follow me. Might want to grab your shoes."

His eyes widened as he cursed beneath his breath. Her giggle made him hurry to grab his shoes before heading to the back of the house. He found himself heading through a pair of french doors as the bright sun light hit him, almost blinding him. He put his shoes on and looked at her as she sat down at a wrought iron table. She nodded, her sleek neck taught and the pulse of life through her veins. He gulped and found a seat beside her.

"Tazama," Uzu said softly his grey eyes meeting the bright fire light of hers, smoldering his confidence. "Saphire... I... I know we didn't start on the right foot when we met so long ago..."

"A year and a half I believe." she looked up and thought. When she returned his gaze he looked almost mortified. "Sorry. Continue."

He rose from seat and took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. "Even when you returned after your defeat at my hands... I was never the kindest to you."

"You pretty much harassed me the entire time and still are."

"I know... I'm sorry..."

"Sanageyama-Sempai..." she made her voice raise a slightly at his words, unsure how to take his expression of regret.

"You call me Sempai now?"

"Haven't I always?"

"No not really..."

"I only call you Sanageyama when you piss me off..."

"I don't think you ever called me Sempai..."

"That's because you're always pissing me off!" she cried irritated at his insolence. "That's the point."

"You're incorrigible!" he slammed his balled fist on the table, "I come here for once with no bad intentions you're egging me with your comments. I'm trying to stay calm and talk to you properly but you keep making me want to kick your ass!" he moved away from the table, away from her and her eyes like molten gold. He went to the banister, looking down at the in ground pool in her yard. It was crystal clear and gleamed like brilliant stone in the light. "Woman, the hell am I supposed to do with you?" he screamed.

"Maybe..." she was behind him, he could feel the warmth of her body against him, "You just," her palms were on his shoulders, sliding down his back. He shivered at her touch keeping still as she moved down over his waist, splitting to each side, "need..." she grabbed his legs tightly, "TO COOL OFF!" he felt the ground vanish from his feet. She had taken him by the legs and hurtled him up in the air. He looked back at her mischievous grin, her eyes squinted as she waved at him. The cold water surrounded him as he landed in the pool. He sunk in the water, feeling it over his body. "That bitch..." he thought.

Saphire leaned on the bannister, a soft chuckle escaping her pink lips. The time she had spent with Uzu had taught her to keep her guard and never let him get close enough that he could catch her. "The roses were a nice touch!" she called, taunting him, in her mind she was reveling having caught him off guard. She took a walk off the terrace down to the pool where she waited for him to resurface. Sitting at the water's edge her toes dipped into the cold pool watching the rings appear in the water as she lifted her flesh from it.

Time passed and the dark green haired male popped out of the water his eyes like steel and his face red in anger. "Tazama!" he screamed, "You bitch!"

Saphire looked at Uzu curiously, "You were still down there? I thought maybe you had left. You didn't drown. Good."

She didn't see it coming as he grabbed her her delicate caramel foot pulling her fully clothed into the pool. Her body dragged she had no time to grab anything to save herself. The cold rush engulfed her as his rock hard body collided with her tiny frame.

"There! Now you're wet too." he growled, "I can't believe you didn't care that I couldn't swim..."

Saphire, standing in the water, her dark strands plastered to her face kept her anger in check, "You can't swim? Hmm. I had no idea. Sorry." her apology held no true remorse nor feeling behind it.

"I can swim! I just pretended to catch you! I thought you had more of a heart than to let someone drown."

"Well you were wrong." her voice stern, she turned her body and started to wade her way out of the pool.

"Where are you going?"

"To get changed!" she called back, "You might want to go home and do the same!"

"HOME!?" Uzu howled, "Tazama! I didn't come all this way to do your bidding and go home!"

She had started pulling herself out of the pool when his words stopped her. With a splash Saphire dropped back into the water moving closer to him, her fingers running through her locks to push them out of her eyes.

"Uzu Sanageyama... you've been dancing to my tunes this whole time." she giggled.

As she reached him she found her hands upon him once more. Her touch more delicate as she ran her fingers over his shoulders back down to his waist.

"Oh no you don't. I won't be fooled twice by your wandering hands..." he blushed as he realized he had grabbed her wrists, leaving her at his mercy. "And what do you mean I'm dancing to your tunes? I'm Uzu Sanageyama! I do whatever the hell I want!"

He held her up by the wrists, both enveloped by his much larger hand, "What are you going to do? Rape me? Big Kanto gang leader. Thinking he's such a hot shot and a bad ass." she spat and glared at him with eyes like a burning pyre.

"Shut up Tazama!" he shouted.

"Why? Why should I shut up? You've been the bane of my existence since I showed up at Honnogi. You fought me and you humiliated me after I saved your wretched hyde."

"What the hell?" he asked raising his arm to pull her closer to him bringing them eye to eye, "You spared me? You lost that match and I massacred you." she didn't look at him, "Saphire! What really happened." he ordered.

"What does it matter? It won't change a thing. You come here and you intrude on my life! You embarrass me every day at school by bullying me around. On top of that you keep showing up at my house and making yourself at home because you can. Because you're a class above me you can boss me around." The look on her face was so frightening that he released her small feminine wrists. She fell back into the water with a splash as he ran his hands through his hair in confusion.

"I don't understand… What am I missing here?" he called out to her his eyes shining like silver coins.

"You think because your face is in Satsuki's lap you can control my world? Did you think after all you've done the last two years..." she groaned in annoyance, "Then today?" she screamed looking up at him defiantly, "Today you show up with a bouquet of roses and a half assed apology? What are you looking for? Are you trying to fuck me? Are you trying to reel me in suddenly because I've gotten stronger? What is it Uzu Sanageyama? What do you want from me now? Am I suddenly worthy of you because I'm not weak?"

Uzu's features saddened, as his heart sank, "Its not like that at all..."

"Then what is it?" Saphire replied suddenly feeling a deep chill run through her body. He saw her shiver and reacted instantly, grabbing her up into his arms, water flowing off her body as he raised her out of the pool, "What are you doing? Put me down you oaf!"

"You're trembling. You're body is freezing."

"You threw... me... Into this... shit." she struggled to say. "Don't... get... all... sentimental... now."

"Shut your mouth Tazama," he waded towards the edge of the pool, "I'll take you to your room and get you into a warm bath."

"Idiot..." she replied looking away. She felt him walk up the steps at the shallow end of the pool.

"Do you want me to throw you back in?" She was silent. Her body was like ice. He couldn't waste time arguing with her. She'd get sick before anything. Water dripping off both of them he found his way inside and up the stairs to the second floor. He managed to locate the master suite based on the etching on the frosted glass door. It had a giant S in the same fashion she wrote the S in her signature. Pushing the door open he found a room painted powder pink with a blue ceiling. Her furniture was white marble and all the linen and furniture coverings were dark purple. Uzu didn't know what to think. She had the room of a typical teenaged girl. A very girly girl, it baffled him.

"I don't have time for this shit..." he carried her towards the golden doors of her bathroom. He carefully lay her down on the counter before going to the giant tub and turning on the water. Steam started to ride from the in-set tub as it filled with hot water. He turned back to her. Reality set in. The only way he could get her inside safely is by carrying her in. On top of that he would have to strip her no matter what.

"Tazama wake up," he went to her face and tried to blow on her, "I don't want to undress you without your permission..." she was silent. "Fuck..." he murmured and looked away, his fingers reaching for the zipper of her dress. What he found was the soft mounds of her breasts. He blanched, feeling his natural reaction removing blood from anywhere else in his body. He yanked his hand away and turned his head to look at her. "I don't have a choice..."

Without another word he kicked off his shoes and socks before stripping off his Goku Uniform. Glistening from the pool water he approached her lifeless form once more. "I'm sorry Lady Saphire..." he whispered as he lifted her up to unzip her blue dress. It clung to her shoulders and he had to pull it down revealing the white lace bra she wore. His face heated, he held firm, reaching behind to undo her bra. It fell forward due the amount of water it held. He managed to get the dress off her waist by laying her back down and lifting her rear. He grabbed her panties with it and within moments he had finished undressing her.

With a heavy splooshing sound her soaked dress hit the baby blue tiles. His mouth was open at the sight of her sleeping angelically on the white marble counter. His gaze upon her face he avoided looking at anything else. He attempted to remain respectful as he watched her face, the beauty of her features as she was at rest. His left arm went under her back, lifting her slightly as the other went below her knees. Saphire rose up into his embrace, her arms lifeless. He turned making his way to the tub stepping into the hot water that felt good against his cold skin. He sat on the seat and placed her so she braced against the wall. Uzu turned his body so he was supporting her from the side. Her head fell into his chest and he blushed not able to handle the feel of her flesh in such a manner.

"Uzu..." she murmured.

"I'm here mi'lady," he replied not knowing where the words had come. He brought his hand to her cheek and stroked it, leaving every so often to move her hair from her face, "Ugh what am I doing..." he tried to pull away but her arms slid around his waist. He found himself unable to move as her face nuzzled his chest and her arms rubbed over his stomach and waist. "Fuck..." he cursed in his head.

"You sure are pretty when you're not trying to kill me..." he smiled. "No wonder you have such an effect on me."

Uzu knew that when Saphire wouldn't be happy once she woke and saw them both naked in the tub. He was prepared for the worse and tried to make sure there were no sharp or pointy items near her reach.

She suddenly relaxed and released his waist, turning in the tub. Free at least he lifted himself out of the bath and grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist. He then rolled another and placed it under her neck. He then went to see if he could get their clothes dried. With the towel wrapped around his waist he made his way from room to room trying to find the laundry room. He found a room with a washer and drier and ran back to get his uniform. Tossing it inside like it was no one's business, he went to push the buttons to turn it on.

"This fucking thing..." he turned knobs and pushed buttons until he saw it was running with heat. He hurried and went back the master bedroom. She was still knocked out in the water. Taking a big blue towel he placed it beside her before pulling off his and sliding back inside the water. It had cooled down quickly and he felt his body contract in the cold. His arms surrounded her and she instinctively reached for his neck.

"Uzu..." she murmured, "Mere labr mi." her words inaudible to the teenaged male. Though he pondered why she kept saying his name. He stood and carried her out of the tub and froze. He looked at his reflection and at hers. The caramel body of the girl who was the biggest problem in his life. The glistening bronzed legs and ass, her stomach and her breasts. He couldn't stop staring at them. Uzu felt his face flush and looked away, drying her off as quickly as he could. Her body was dry but her hair was still soaked.

"The best thing to do is get her to bed so she's warm and I'll dry her hair while she rests. His mind preoccupied he forgot he hadn't put on his own towel. He tucked her in with the layers of warm blankets she had on her bed and then sat beside her, detangling her long locks and drying them with a gentle hand. Her gentle breathing was making her entire body rise and fall.

"You smell so good..." she spoke in her sleep, "Come to bed..." she gripped his head and pulled him down. He was so contorted that all he could do was lay beside her as she lovingly caressed her hair, "Better..." he closed his eyes as she rubbed his cheeks bringing him closer until her lips touched his forehead. It was like an electric shock to him that he couldn't contain. There was a fire in him that made his heart blaze.

"Saphire..." he said her name softly, "I know you can't hear me... but I came to tell you that..." he gulped, his confidence strong because off the feel of her lips, her arms about him and the fact that she was unconscious. "I love you... I never wanted harm to come to you so I made you strong, strong enough to be my wife and survive this bullshit we're going through..."

He took a deep breath, tears coming to his eyes as he squeezed them shut, "I love you too Uzu..." it had been her voice but she hadn't woken up.

He blinked confused. Was she dreaming? She had said she loved him? Was it true? His mind was stuck on this as she caressed his hair lovingly that all thought and logic left him. It wasn't long before he fell asleep beside her, his arms encircling her tiny body pulling her to him. His heat keeping her body warm.