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I've been inactive on here for a while now with Writer's Block. Had promised myself that I'd update when my most favorite author updates again, and she did today! So this here is a chapter that's specially dedicated to her, to Ritu. When I sat down to type about half hour ago, I noticed by I dunno what luck, that I'd already written so much for the continuation of this very story about four years ago or so. Here's one of the excerpts from it, but nonetheless with a proper link for the previous chapter.

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"Natsu- Wha-?!" her wide, chocolate brown eyes, full of innocence bore deep into mine. I could assess that she was still sleepy and not come over her dream yet as she still wore that drowsy look in her eyes. As hungry as I was for her, I couldn't help but let her have some space. After all, her well being—she, that is…is and will always stay as my topmost priority. I sighed very heavily on the inside and gently licked the length of her lips, sucking in some of her blood. I pecked her lips once, and withdrew from her, going into the kitchen, again.

"Ohayou, Natsu" I heard her bright chirping right behind me; she was following me into the kitchen. I replied with a "Hn". Well, she does know me well enough to interpret what that meant. She went ahead of me and scanned the shelves laden with breakfast cereal, a hand on her hip. She was dressed in one of those large oversized T-shirts of mine, which covered her legs till midthigh. I went behind her and pulled her into my muscular chest, locking her there, my hands tightened around her waist. I kissed the nape of her neck and nuzzled it. Her affectionate respond was to lean back and make herself comfortable at home in my broad shoulders. We stayed that way for quite a while—me nuzzling her and she just being contented with it—until we heard the grumbling sounds of both our stomachs.

It seemed she wanted to break free from my grip for a few moments; she leaned front, trying to pull her fragile little body with her near the top shelf to pull out a big carton of strawberry cereal. Unfortunately, she was still being restrained by me. I traced the shape of her slender hand with my long index finger, moving it very slowly, watching the goose bumps on her surface as I did it. With my being taller than her, my outstretched hand easily brought down the carton for her and placed it on the kitchen counter.

She turned around in my hold and kissed me full on the mouth for a second and pulled back. I frowned, again. It accounts for just nothing when someone kisses you like that for just a second or so; I always want her kisses to be longer. She smiled widely and tilted her head sideways, while probing deep into my crimson orbs. "What would my Natsu like for breakfast today?" her sweet voice full of affection, rang clearly like a bell, resounding in my ear. I found my stoic expression melt and I could not help but smile back warmly at her. I was wondering about the 'my Natsu' part. I liked that.

"You" I grabbed her tender face and without a warning, shoved my wet, hot tongue inside her mouth. I could have sworn that I was full and content with just exploring every nook and cranny of her mouth if my stupid stomach hadn't let out a big grumble. She pushed me back gently and was facing the counter again, pouring out the contents of the cereal into two big bowls. I let out a light chuckle and opened the refrigerator once more, pulling out two more cartons of milk to help her. I handed it to her just as she turned toward the refrigerator. She smiled, "Thanks, Natsu". "Hn." I turned around to settle in a chair in the dining table.

She placed the bowls on the glass table and sat on the chair opposite to mine. She flashed me a tiny smile before she lowered her head down to her breakfast. As she was very hungry, she was gulping down her food with an almost wolfy expression and seemed so absorbed in it that she didn't notice me pulling my chair next to hers. I pushed away her bowl and put my bowl of cereal before her. She stared at me quizzically, one delicate eyebrow slightly raised, the rest of her soft features confused.

I jabbed her head twice and pointed my finger to my bowl, "Feed me, Pol-ka," I made her nickname sound like two syllables. She stared at me with those widened eyes of hers for a couple of seconds, and then to my surprise, stuck out her tongue at me, her expression being that of a three year old's. After that, the nerve of her! She pulled her bowl right back toward her and started shoving large spoonfuls into her mouth as if I hadn't interrupted her at all. She chewed a little and closed her eyes, exclaiming, "Mmm…strawberry! Oishii" Playing tricky with the Hyuuga, now are we? Tch.

I kissed her for what seemed to be the third time that day. But this time, my motive was for my normal hunger. Dense as she was, she didn't notice that I was kissing her till I bit away a little of her food and pulled it inside my mouth, her hands covering her mouth. With one of my biggest smirks plastered onto my face, I mocked her ruefully—"Mmm…strawberry! Oishii" And then I winked at her. "It sure is extra delicious, especially when it comes straight outta your mouth, eh strawberry print?" Her pink tongue was out again, with a pout following it this time. "Just be good and feed me, love" After I said that, she was just dumbstruck and fed me almost mechanically.

She was totally silent all the while she fed my breakfast mostly because she was tired of me being a wee bit pervy. I think. After that, she just dumped our bowls—her breakfast was still halfway through—just like that into the sink and went over to my bath. I just ambled into the bath casually right after her. Who said I couldn't have a second bath in the morning? I just stood behind the door and she didn't notice it.

–smirk-

I watched with bated breath, as she ever so slowly pulled up my oversized t-shirt over her head. Damn! Just when I thought she didn't have any other clothing on her except for that T-shirt, there peeps her infamous polka dotted panty! I trailed my orbs up her navel; the swell of her breasts were visible and I found myself going hard, a reaction which was always automatic around her. It seemed that I was so keen on eagerly hoping for her T-shirt to go up, that I didn't notice she had set her sight on me.

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April Twelving.