There were few women in the Hidden Leaf Village that could match wits, let alone beauty with the sable-haired, ruby-lipped, fine-figured goddess that he knew by name as Yuuhi Kurenai.
There were even fewer women, he thought, in existance that could make him weak in the knees. He only needed to take one look at her and he was already out of air; like she kissed him with her elbow into his chest during a sparring routine with their Taijutsu methods that one time when they were younger. Or that time, her illusionary vines of Genjutsu crept up along his body, a trail of kisses, so to speak. Maybe even the once, where he had fallen prey to a Kawarimi no Jutsu and kissed the ground after tripping.
There was only one woman, however, that he wished to make his and had planned to since first sight, and that was that sable-haired, ruby-lipped, fine-figured goddess, Yuuhi Kurenai.
A/N: Newest entry for 30 Kisses. Short and sweet. Under the theme, 'If only I could make you mine'. And Naruto obviously isn't mine because it'd be some kinda freaky-deaky ninja porno theater.