Peruzka: I don't know how you guys ended up with the idea that this was a chapter fic? It wasn't supposed to be. I wrote it to be a Minato/Kushina one shot fluff, but you guys have made me ache for more. I must warn you thought that this will be a series of one shots. Some will have sexual fluff, like the first chapter, others might get graphical, or I might actually create another series of one-shots for that, and some will have nothing to do with the original series except I will use the already created characters and personalities. So without further ado, I give you the second, none related chapter.

Silent Lips Are Dry

Blame It On Winter

Kushina sighed blissfully as the last drops of warm water dripped down from her face down her shoulders to end up somewhere around her stomach. Baths were something she lived for. Not only were they awesome to relax her tense shoulders, forget her problems and drown in that warm feeling she got whenever she closed her eyes and sank down on the warm steamy water, but they were also great to warm up the body, especially with the cold front Konoha was suddenly experiencing this winter. That was one thing she didn't miss about her original country Whirlpool. Being an island everyone would think that it was hot all year long, making the climate fresh and tropical whenever winter came around, and cool enough to make the summers bearable, since the breeze of the ocean carried away any humidity, but the truth was that it got hell lot colder during the winter than people who didn't live there knew about. Last time she'd been over for the holidays, she had the misfortune of spending large part of her vacation wrapped in blankets and scarves, scowling a the fact that living in Konoha for as long as she had, had made her more vulnerable to cold weather. It had cold enough to justify snow, but the clouds refused to let that white stuff fall from the sky. It was a shame really, since the only times she had actually experienced snow had been when she and Minato had had a mission over at the Snow Country. Sure, it was cold enough to make you bones chill if you even dare move, but it had been so beautiful to watch how at the dim of twilight the snow turned from it's white self to an orange tinted color.

Konoha, on the other hand, seemed to have the perfect climate when winter came around, only raining a few days during the four months and a few chilly winds here and there, but nothing too mayor. This year thought, Mother Nature had decided to give Konoha the option of actually experiencing what seemed to be a cold enough winter to justify snow.

Kushina wonder how Minato managed walking from their apartment to the Hokage's tower in such weather. Sure he wore the usual long sleeved Jonin uniform under the his Hokage's jacket, but still, if it was here she would have flashed her way into his office, avoiding the cold morning wind. But then again, Minato was something special. He was the only one who wore the entire Konoha standard uniform with his Hokage's robes during the summer without breaking a sweat. She had promised herself that if she ever were to discover his secret to staying so cool during the change of season, she would lock it away in a little box and hide it under her bed, for it was something for her to know and other to envy about. She certainly did.

Giggling at the thought, Kushina cleaned the steam stained mirror with her hand and looked at the blurry reflection. Her cheeks were flushed pink with heat contrasting strongly against her pale skin, her dripping hair fell past her shoulders in poker strand and her eyes had that sated glow they gained whenever she took those long warm baths of hers. It would increase if Minato was present, but seeing how he had suddenly become very busy with the amounts of paper work winter brought around, she had to content her aching body with the things at hand. It wasn't hard really, a couple of candles, a steamy bathtub, bathroom soup, body lotion. Yeah, she could handle.

Brushing her hair dry, Kushina grabbed the navy blue towel hanging at the back of the door wrapping it around her body, cursing just how small it really was. It covered large parts of her chest and body, but it cut short when it reached her mid thighs, leaving her long legs bare. She was going freeze once she stepped out the door. And the worst part was that she couldn't find Minato's bathrobe anywhere. Cursing under her breath, Kushina hastily used a second towel to dry the remaining drops of water off her hair, for it would feel like ice once it came in contact with the cold air outside the steamy bathroom.

'Ok,' she thought, putting a hand on the doorknob. 'The kitchen is just a couple of steps away. 'If I hurry I'll be able to grab my pajamas and run toward the bedroom.' She wondered for the hundredth time why she hadn't just brought her pajamas with her into the bathroom, it would have been more pleasant to change while she was still warm. 'Think of this as a band aid, it's better to do it in one fast motion.' If Minato was present, she would have probably asked him to get the cloths for her.

Sighing Kushina twisted the knob of the door, shivering slightly at feeling of cold air slipping through the small space of the opened door. Gripping her towel tighter in one fist to make sure that it wouldn't slip off. As she stepped into the hall, her body gave a slight shiver as the cold air came in contact with her warm skin. This was going to be a torturous thirty seconds till she got to the kitchen and retrieve her pajamas. Walking as fast as she could toward the kitchen, watching her feet as not to fall on the cold ground, she didn't notice the figure that rounded the corner, suddenly bumping into it along the way.

"Whoa," she heard, familiar hands gripping her shoulders to keep her from falling. "Oh, hey."

Sighing Kushina looked up to find Minato grinning down at her. "Hey," she said, wrapping her arms around his waist. God, he was so warm, and he just got home. How in the world did he do that? "When did you get here?"

"Just now." Minato kissed her forehead, wrapping in turn his arms around her. "I called for you but there was no answer."

"I was having a bath." She said, pulling away from him just enough to give him a quick peck on the lips.

"I can see that." Minato smiled, looking at her rather reveling towel.

Kushina stuck her tongue at that. "Well I was cold and you were not here to warm me up so what was I supposed to do?" she demanded, putting her hands of her hips.

Minato laughed at this and leaned down to cup her face, giving her a more firm kiss. Parting slightly, he kissed her nose next. "You could have waited for me."

"Right, and wait till midnight when you decided that it's time to get your ass off your work and actually spent some time with your girlfriend."

Minato pouted at this. "I'm not that bad." Kushina gave him a side long glance. "Fine. I admit it. I'm a workaholic, but you can't blame me for being concerned about the Village. You would have done the same if you had accepted the job."

Kushina's eyes softened at that. It was true. She would have acted exactly the same way if she had accepted the job. "Well, whatever. I'm freezing standing here, so just get your kiss and let me through, I have to get my pajamas from the drier."

Minato just shook his head undoing the tie of his Hokage's robes and pulling his Jonin vest over his head. "Well if you are still cold, there are few things we could do to warm you up." He suggested, dropping the cloths over the nearest chair.

Kushina just crossed her arms over her chest. "Aren't you tired enough from filling those damn papers?"

"Exactly," Minato grinned, wrapping his arms over her small waist, leading her back to the bedroom. "My shoulders are all tense and I would love for you to–"

"No way," Kushina laughed, pushing him away halfheartedly. "You are too late. I'm already–"

"Kushina!" Minato whined, burying his head on her neck. "You won't have to do anything!"

Kushina laughed at that. It was amazing that Minato was talking about sex with such ease, since long ago, way before they had become a comfortable couple, he'd been an adorably shy guy, always blushing and getting uncomfortable whenever she mentioned such topics.

She could still remember that one afternoon after one of their tedious trainings when they had been laying on the grass out of breath. She had watched with a small smile on her face as he looked up at the sky with that far away look he always got, thinking just how adorable he looked when his hair fell on his eyes like that. Acting on her feelings had been something she had regretted after she had leaned down and kissed him, for the look of utter shock he got when she had parted way, had been more than enough to let her know she had completely messed up, ignoring him for weeks after. Until one afternoon when he had caught up to her and pushed her against the tree, kissing her soundlessly.

"Why?" she had asked after he had caught her from falling on her knees.

Minato just smiled secretly, hugging her to him. "You left too quickly afterwards."

Chuckling she had closed her eyes expecting him to kiss her, but he'd been too conflicted on where he should put his hands and which way he should lean as to avoid a head bruise that she had reached for his collar, forcing him to scoop and kissed him, letting the desire radiate through them. Although it had been a clumsy little kiss, which had resulted with two bruises, blushing cheeks and awkward laughs, she had clenched to the memory like her life depended on it.

"You know, I liked you better when you were shy about sex." Kushina giggled as Minato picked her in his arms.

"Who says I'm not shy?" Minato asked, looking down at her with that smile of his that made her knees grow weak.

Giving him a side long glance, Kushina kissed his cheek. "I haven't agreed to anything yet."

Minato pouted at that. "Kushina! Do I have to explain the benefits of sex again?"

That made her lean her head back in laughter, remembering how last time Minato had showed her a book titled "The 10 Benefits of Sex". She had purposely thrown it out the window. Pushing Minato down on their she had worked that night on showing Minato just how useless such books were when you had Icha Icha incarnated as a girlfriend. "What were those again? Stress relief…"

Minato lay her down on their bed gently, crawling over her. "Stress relief, straightens muscles, burns calories…" he mutter, lowering his mouth to a single spot between her chin and her collar bone.

"Are you calling me fat?" Kushina asked, pushing his shirt up to his stomach, allowing her hands access to his warm skin.

"No, you are perfect." Minato muttered running his hands down her thighs.

Kushina couldn't help the blush that crawled up her cheeks. Even after the kisses, touches and bites they've shared, she would never be completely comfortable with the words of affection he would always seem to throw at random moments like this. It was strange to say the least, she was completely comfortable with the affection couples shared, being more than willing to give him a mid-blowing kiss in public, hold hands and cuddle into his neck, when they were sharing moments of sweetness, but when it came to the silly non sense complementary words Minato would mutter at the randomness of times, she couldn't help but lose her cool. She could still remember how her heart would skip a beat whenever she was sleeping against his chest and he would be stroking her hair and mutter in her ear that she was beautiful, that he loved her, that he wish for them to stay like that forever. Or whenever they were simply holding hands during a walk through the park, he would stop her in her tracks and cup her face in his hands, telling her that he was the luckiest guy in the world to have her. No matter how many times she heard it, she couldn't help the blush that would make her cheeks turn warm.

"Am I?" she smiled, lifting his shirt over his head.

"Yes." Minato sighed, cupping her face on his hands. "And I love you."

Kushina smiled, putting her hands over his and leaning up to kiss his lips deeply. "I love you too, but I haven't agreed to anything yet."

Minato raised an eyebrow at that. "Then why did you take my shirt off?"

"Well you are all warm," she smiled mischievously, running her hands over his well toned abs.

Minato groaned at this, burying his face on her neck once again. "I've told you there are other ways to warm you up."

"Can't you do it yourself? I'm kind of tired."

"It won't be as pleasant."

She smiled secretly. "How about if I do it?" she offered, knowing Minato rarely refused her touch, no matter how tired he felt.

Thinking for a second, Minato lifted his head from her neck to look at her in the eyes. He was blushing and it was adorable. Shaking his head he said. "It won't be the same."

Kushina smiled, forcing her facial features to mask the heat his hands were spreading through her body. "You are not going to take no for an answer, are you?"

"No." And with that Minato's mouth found hers, pushing her down against the mattress.