Guardian Chapter Two: Distraction
Previously:
My voice came out soft, as to not disturb the silence of the sleeping world, "It was an accident . . . I know you care for me and never intended to hurt me." He gave a rugged sigh and again cast his eyes away.
"Manami, this should never be an accident. I've hurt you" he said raising my wrist. I quickly responded, "Only a little bit. I'm fine." His eyes grew angry, "And a little bit is acceptable by you?"
Now that one took me aback, I didn't have a response.
I felt a fire burning inside me as the seconds passed on. That was not fair. A stern stare glazed my eyes as I pierced my lips; I'm not going to responding, letting the emotion eminating from me be my answer.
He tore away from me and dropped onto the bed. Frustration exhaling in his breaths. Again I watched him fight himself; I felt my lips loosen.
I inhaled, then sighed quietly, "It's not your fault. You can't control something like that." His head snapped up quick, eyes wild.
"I could have killed you! If I would have continued no one would have seen it as an accident! It would have been my fault."
He released a ragged breath, then silence encased us again.
"Manami just . . . I think it would be best for you to leave . . . For your safety."
His eyes slowly lifted to my face, and solemn eyes captured mine. His long fingers reached out to me, to brush against my face. I grasped his hand roughly, fire burning within me.
"I will not. Do you understand me?"
"But, Manami,"
"No, I love you too much to walk away. I've been with you for a long time now. And I love you, for you and all your faults. Do you really think this is the first time you've done this? Kakashi I watch you, most nights, fight yourself, fight your dreams, fight me. . . It tears me apart to watch you. . . I'm at fault for being attacked."
I exhaled relaxing a bit and gazed at him.
"If I would just not wake you, I would never get attacked. I just. . .can't bare to watch you struggle . . . Oh Kakashi sometimes you look so tortured: in pain. The only thing I could do is wake you. Of course I weigh the options. Being attacked versus watching you suffer.
But, I always choose to wake you.
Sometimes you snap out of the dream and just roll over into a solid sleep for the rest of the night. Other times I come out a little worse for the wear. Bruises and swelling I can't even explain to you in the morning because you don't remember."
A weary look hardens over his face as he listens.
"This is the first time you've ever done this though."
I grow silent and look away from him.
Neither of us say anything.
My hand reaches up to his face to caress his cheek as I look back at him: a new light in my eyes.
"Kakashi talk to me. Your not just having these dreams out of no where. They're occurring for a reason. If you discuss your repressions with me, I could help."
He just sighs again and tears his eyes away from me to the ground. Then he rises from his stooper and stands to his feet, walking to the door. I sit back on my legs, defeated by the silence.
"So that's it? No response, your just going to leave."
His stops, soft rustles fill the room as he wrestles with his shirt. He's preoccupied, but I know he's listening.
" I'm not leaving Kakashi and I don't think you should either. This problem is not going to walk away just because you do."
I stand to my feet and walk toward his still figure pausing before coming too close.
"I know your scared of your actions. . . Of what you might do. . . .I am too. . . Wondering if the man I love with all my heart is going to kill me. But, I am not so afraid that I'm willing to give up on you. I love you too much to give up. So. . . I'm going to keep on trying; keep waking you; keep trying to talk to you about it; and stay here."
I sigh and look away, then turn and walk back to the bed.
Sitting on the edge I turn my eyes to the floor, before saying, "But if you want to leave I won't stand in your way."
My eyes shut: part from sleep, part from fatigue, but mostly from defeat. I sit listening for his movements, but hearing none; believing that he's still standing where I left him. But then warm fingers brush the loose hairs from the side of my face. I look up into his eyes feeling the extensive labor tire my body.
His sweet eyes stir me inside, warming me awake, so much so that I look back down.
His fingers instantly lift my chin raising my eyes back to his.
"If you won't give up, then neither will I."
I let his words sink in and his stare melt me. I felt a smile tug at the corners of my cheeks. I lift my hand to his face brushing the rough stubble against the skin of my fingers.
The feel of his unshaven face always gives me a thrill. Reaching further, I moved my fingers until they intertwined in his soft hair. His hair free from his head band also providing access to his eyes, and his mask hung loosely around his neck ready to conceal.
Everything exposed to me. Especially the beautiful smile that plays on his lips framing a small portion of his teeth. A small groan of desire breaths from chest as I slowly whisper, "Kakashi Hatake you drive me crazy."
A spark lit his eyes but I noticed the glimpse of unease before the fire smoldered. "You are very valuable to me Manami," he said in a soft inaudiable voice.
I lean forward and brush my lips against his. His were ready and waiting; the joining was bliss. His lips mold perfectly to mine, and move like a smooth current: calm and mind numbingly relaxing. His touches against my skin, were light and gentle.
My very few cloths were lifted from my skin, carried by air. And his were gone without my notice. We rolled back on to the sheets of our bed, mind and body focused on the passions of our moment.
Skin brushing against skin, as we rolled and twisted playfully fighting for dominance. At last our battle ended with his victory; he hovered above me, staring down into my eyes, watching me.
His smile grew wider, he then leant down and placed a kiss on my nose.
When he pulled back I scrunched it, then stared back at him a look in my eyes that I'm sure mirrored his. A gleam shone in his eyes as he lowered his lips back to mine; his lips mouthed the words, 'I love you' before his tongue went to preoccupy me.
And at that moment he took me with a powerful stroke, a toe curling sensation. His mouth muffled my cries, not very successful however; some sound from me was chocked.
He made love to me until the sky turned a hue of pink and orange with the coming of the new day. When we noticed this we stopped our passions and watched the sun peak over the sky threw our window.
My back to his chest, legs tangled in his, his arms around me and mine covering his. But I couldn't stay awake I was too far gone, the moment we tangled and relaxed I fell asleep.
Wanted to keep the love scene short and sweet, kept it in contex and the chapter was taking a long time.
Devils Advocate is the next chapter
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