Venture
Chapter Four
-Escapee-
This vacation was beginning to annoy him, Ryousuke thought as he skulked down the streets of the village. Yesterday his parents had made him go on a tour with them and see the sights, and it had just been terrible. His mother had been clingy all day, and kept making obvious hints and comments about why he would always need her and how she knew what was best for him. He loved her, he really did, but he was an adult, and could handle things on his own. If he needed her help he would ask.
Though it just went to show how great he was at handling things, since he hadn't seen Ming at all. Once dinner was over he'd gone to his room and slept, and yesterday all he'd heard was that she had locked herself in her room for the time being. She was such a child, he thought with a sigh. A child in a perfect, luscious body that he just wanted to squeeze and lick and do all kinds of things to.
He frowned at the direction of his thoughts as he entered one of the other casinos. He just needed to go and gamble, that way he could focus on winning more money he didn't need. As he made his way towards the poker tables, he glanced at the many slot machines, freezing when a familiar form caught his eye. Well, it wasn't so much the form as it was the long purple hair cascading down the woman's back. The Uchiha almost kept walking, convincing himself that it could just be some other woman, but he leaned to the side to check, confirming his suspicions when he saw the gold crescent shaped barrette in her hair.
It seemed Ming had snuck out once more, only this time she was wearing a white spaghetti strapped dress, instead of her black one. Though, he didn't really care what she wore, because he thought she looked good in everything.
Ryousuke walked up behind her silently, leaning down so that his mouth was next to her ear. "You know, your chances of winning are even less than they were when you played Blackjack the other day." He murmured.
"You know, your chances of being as cute and alluring as yesterday are even lower than before." She huffed, not even looking back at him even though she really, really wanted to.
He blinked. "But I didn't see you yesterday."
Ming froze for a second before cursing under her breath. "Damn." She grumbled, now she just sounded like an idiot. "Whatever." She huffed, continuing in her game.
He gave her a suspicious look. "Were you stalking me while I went around with my parents?" he asked, leaning so that he could see her face.
"No." she glared at him. "I was talking about the day before."
He shrugged. "Very well." He turned and leaned his back against the slot machine so that he could look at her. "So how come you snuck out again?"
"Because I hate that place." She huffed, pulling the lever once more.
"But you're not supposed to be out without an escort." Ryousuke said. "What if you got attacked or something?"
Ming laughed. "I can take care of myself."
"You should still have somebody with you." he told her. "That way you're less likely to be bothered by ruffians."
She finally glanced back over at him. "Why? Are you offering or something?"
He blinked. "Well…yeah. I mean…now that I've found you out here all alone I can't just leave you." he laughed slightly, scratching the back of his head.
"Sure you can. As you clearly pointed out, we are apparently on different levels." She huffed, looking away.
"Why does that bother you so much?" he asked. "I wasn't trying to offend you or anything. I was just saying that I...really like you, but I don't want to get my hopes up, because I might want more…than just a vacation romance with you." he said softly. "And…I don't think that's possible."
Ming turned to face him, forgetting her game. "Look, I'm a princess yes, am I better than you, no. Simple as that." She huffed, setting her hands on her hips. "And I can do whatever I want concerning myself. So stop being all weird with rules that don't exist."
He stayed silent for a while, thinking over her words. "So…you want to hang out?" he asked, giving her a hesitant smile.
She blinked, seeming a bit confused, but slowly smiled. "Alright. As long as it's just not some hidden thing to protect me." She snickered.
Ryousuke huffed. "That's only part of it." he said.
"Then no." she said simply, turning to her slot machine once more and pulling the lever.
He frowned. "Why are you being so difficult? I just want to spend time with you. And even if you weren't a princess, I'd still want to protect you. That's the natural role of a man." He told her, crossing his arms.
Ming glanced back at him, a tiny pink blush on her cheeks. "Really?"
"Yeah." The blonde blinked, before smiling at her. "Hey, I made you blush finally." He reached out and lightly stroked her colored cheek with the backs of his fingers. "It's cute."
She huffed, grabbing his wrist and forcing her blush back down. "It is not." She said, getting up and pulling him after her as the blush returned.
He laughed. "Yes it is." He said, yanking her back to him so their bodies were pressed against one another. "I like seeing you this way, Ming-chan." He whispered, the corner of his mouth lifting as he used his free hand to stroke her cheek, before he cupped her chin. Then he lowered his head and kissed her lightly, pulling back before she could reciprocate.
Her blush turned a shade darker. "You're such a tease." She growled out.
"Then what does that make you, hm?" the blonde chuckled, running his finger along her lower lip.
"I dunno…what does that make me?" she smirked, leaning against him.
The Uchiha laid his forehead against hers. "How about…my tormentor." He suggested, brushing his lips against hers once he'd removed his finger. "Or maybe…you're just a more bold tease than I am." He smirked.
"I like tormentor." She whispered, nipping at his lower lip before she pulled away and took his hand, pulling him after her. "Come on now, let's go to the boardwalk." Ming smiled, leading him outside and towards the main beach. When they were along the coastline she located a vender and ordered them two popsicles, since it was so hot outside. She offered him the blue one, while she took the orange. "I love popsicles." She said softly, leaning against his side as she slowly slid the treat into her mouth, making a soft moan of appreciation.
Ryousuke glanced at her, freezing in the action of licking his popsicle as he watched her lick away at her treat. He felt his mouth go dry, and he swallowed, unable to pull his gaze away from the sight. The way her small tongue swirled around the tip of the popsicle after she'd licked it was absolutely fascinating, as well as the way she sucked the entire thing into her mouth afterwards. He knew what she was doing, he was no fool. But he loved it. Loved it and hated it at the same time.
Ming looked over at him, sucking hard on the tip of her popsicle, before pulling it from her mouth with a loud 'pop'. "Something the matter Ryoyo?" she asked, licking her sticky fingers before letting them trail down and across the swell of her breasts.
He shook his head, his gaze following her fingers as they dipped into her cleavage. "Oh God." He breathed out, completely forgetting about his popsicle as he felt his pants begin to get tighter.
"Hm?" she arched a devious brow as she slowly smirked. "You sure nothing's wrong?" she asked once more, licking up the side of her popsicle from the base to the tip before allowing the whole thing in her mouth.
"I'm sure…" he said softly, watching her eat her frozen treat. He shook his head, trying to snap out of the daze she'd put him in. "Can you eat that like a normal person? You're distracting me." he pouted, finally noticing the juices that had dripped onto his hand, since he hadn't been paying attention to his melting popsicle.
Ming giggled. "If you really want me to." She took it out of her mouth and leaned against the railing along the beach that separated the sand and the sidewalk. She looked out at the beach, watching all the people playing and swimming.
"You really are my tormentor." He sighed, licking the juice off his hand as he looked out over the sea. He began to eat his popsicle then, finally able to enjoy the treat.
"So long as I stay the only one." She smiled at him, before looking forward once again.
He smiled as well, watching the waves. "What kinds of things do you like to do?"
"I like to sit on the beach at night when there's a full moon…it's my favorite thing to do…but aside from that, I love playing battle games, something like chess I suppose. I like archery and learning new moves from martial arts." She said, looking over at him. "I like a lot of stuff, but those are my favorites."
"You know martial arts?" Ryousuke asked, intrigued. "What level are you at?"
She shrugged. "I know a few things. Do you know martial arts?"
"I'm a master in taijutsu." He said, though he didn't sound like he was bragging.
"Really?" she asked, pushing away from the railing as she tossed her popsicle stick away and stopped before him. "I can tell…" she whispered, placing her hand on his chest and slowly trailing it down. "I bet you know just how to move your body."
His eyes widened, and in his fascination in watching her hand move closer to his waistline, his hand went limp, and he dropped his mostly eaten popsicle. "Um…yeah." He said, electricity shooting through him. "Having complete and total control over every muscle in the body is one of the requirements."
Her smirk grew as she passed his hips and lightly traced the outline of his hard on. "Every muscle?" she wondered, letting her index finger press against him teasingly.
He moaned softly. "Well…technically the penis doesn't have any muscle…" he breathed out, a light pink dusting across his cheeks.
"Mommy!" a small voice called. "Why is the princess touching that man's weewee?"
Both Ming and Ryousuke looked over to see a brunette little girl, pointing at them and tugging on her mother's hand. Ryousuke's eyes became the size of saucers, and his face turned cherry red. He quickly grabbed Ming's hand, removing it from his person before he began to walk away with her in tow. "Just pretend nothing happened." He said aloud, though it was mostly to himself.
Ming just started laughing, trying to keep up with him since he was really on the move. "You're so adorable Ryoyo I can hardly stand it! I really do want to rape you." She giggled, snuggling against him.
He glanced down at her, still appearing embarrassed. "Well…my father says it wouldn't really be rape if I like it."
"So you finally admit aloud you would like to have sex with me." She snickered, pumping her fist in the air victoriously.
"I'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb to not want the privilege of seeing, touching, and tasting your glorious body." He scoffed, feeling his cheeks finally begin to cool down.
Ming smiled up at him as they finally dodged into an alley. "Do you think we ran far enough?" she elbowed him playfully. "You never know, that little girl may be able to keep up with a man of your stature."
"Well…I didn't want people to see the way you were affecting me." the Uchiha said, returning his forest gaze to her. "Or ruin your image of innocence. Though I doubt you really care about that."
"You would be correct in that assumption, Mr. Uchiha." The princess smirked, heading down into the alley. "Come on, let's explore!"
He followed after her, looking around in confusion. "You want to explore an alley?" he asked.
Ming glanced back at Ryousuke, a sly smile coming to her face. "Now Ryoyo, you didn't think the Crescent Moon Kingdom was all sunshine and rainbows, did you?" she arched a curious brow as she rested her hand against an odd looking wall. The bricks went in and slid to the side, showing a doorway. "I like to spend some of my time amongst the devious people of the kingdom." She said, before disappearing into the opening and heading down the steps.
Ryousuke quickly followed after her, glancing around and staying alert. "What kind of devious people?" he asked softly as they continued down the stairs. Despite her words, he made sure to stay on alert in case anything happened, his training kicking in.
"Well for the most part drug dealers, prostitutes, real gamblers, but a lot of curious people, lots of rebellious teens." She counted off, stopping when they came to an opening that showed a pretty magical looking world. "Welcome Ryoyo, to the dark side of the moon." She chuckled, looking over the massive underground area. There were buildings and lights, making everything bright and neon.
He took in the sight, looking at it in slight distaste. "…interesting."
Ming looked back at him, frowning when she saw his expression. "What's wrong?"
His face quickly went blank as he returned his gaze to her. "Nothing." He said. "It's just not what I'm used to."
"Look, if this makes you uncomfortable you don't have to come with me." She crossed her arms and shooed him away with her hand. "I really am quite capable of taking care of myself, and if you're going to be a good little boy then I would hate to tarnish that. I doubt mommy would be so keen on you spending time down here in the dark."
Ryousuke glared at her lightly. "Don't bring my mother into this." he said. "Besides, I told you I was going to watch over you, so I'm not leaving." He stated, crossing his arms.
Ming just rolled her eyes and started forward. "Are all Uchihas huffy? Cause I heard there's a lot of you now…must make Konoha pretty stuffy." She grumbled to herself, looking around at all the shops and deciding what she wanted to do first.
He refrained from commenting, merely choosing to follow her around this odd, dirty place. He didn't understand what the attraction was to it at all. The prostitutes and pimps, he understood to a degree, but why would anyone choose to come here? It was degrading.
The princess stopped when they were on front of a psychic's shop and decided to go in. She looked around, since the bell had rung and saw an old woman sitting at the back. "Welcome child! You seek a thrill!" she cackled, making Ming laugh.
"Is it so obvious?"
"Wouldn't anyone seeking a thrill come down here?" the blonde man asked in a bored manner, obviously skeptical of the woman's 'gift'. "The chances of you never coming out are pretty high, after all. If that's not an adrenaline rush I don't know what is."
Ming shook her head and sat down in front of the fortune teller. "Pay him no mind. He's got a stick up his ass. So tell me my future."
The old lady snickered, looking up at Ryousuke with milky eyes that clearly showed she was blind. "Skepticism will not bode well for you young man. Perhaps being as your father and predecessor is not the path you should take." She chuckled before focusing on Ming once more. "Princess of the Crescent Island," she said, holding her hand out over her crystal ball that began swirling. "Ah…a power inside you I see. Much more than you care to let on…but a royal life is not what you seek." She mumbled, making Ming lean closer.
"I see two paths…each have something you desire. One is stagnant, but you will never have to change…the other is power, love, and happiness, but you will have to change yourself. Your arrogance will drive away the one thing you want." She spoke lowly, causing the princess' brow to draw together in confusion.
"Ryousuke…" the old woman spoke. "An Uchiha descendent much like the forefather…if you do not sway from your direct path…well, rules are there to be broken." She snickered.
He frowned. "Rules are in place for a specific reason. Without rules, there is no order, and without order, there's nothing left but chaos."
The elder woman smiled. "You will never get what you want if you play by the rules." She said sweetly. "You are not only an Uchiha dear boy, you are descended from the changing sands as well…there is nothing that can restrict the tiny grains of change."
"I thought we were focusing on Ming's future." He said, tired of being the focus of attention.
"I don't believe I ever left her future." She said smugly.
Ming blinked, looking confused. "Huh?"
His gaze narrowed in suspicion. "What is that supposed to mean?"
The old woman removed her hand from her crystal ball. "Oh it seems the spirits are telling me enough is enough." She smirked, offering her hand out. "At least until more payment is due."
The purple haired woman gasped and nodded, hiking up her dress a bit to show she had a kunai pouch strapped to her leg. She pulled out some money and gave it to the woman, begging her to go on. When she continued to hold her hand out, Ryousuke rolled his eyes, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his money pouch. He took out an equal amount to what Ming had put down and placed it in her palm, before putting his money away once more.
"Very good." She nodded, taking a deep breath. She took Ming's hand and held her other out, gesturing for Ryousuke to take hers as well. "You want to know more as well, do you not?"
"…yes." He said, actually having gotten drawn in by the woman's words earlier, though he would never admit it. He took the other available seat, before placing his hand in the psychic's.
She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes…yes…always multiple paths, though two stand out for you as well. But only one ends with an heir…both can be happy, one is more. Regret…anger…love, all these things tie together for you. Leniency is needed." She nodded before turning her head to Ming. "A test is coming as well as a choice. The right choice may also lead to a wrong choice…be sure to consider your words and actions carefully. Power does not mean you get what you want. You cannot force what you seek, it must be given." She smiled and released their hands. "That is all."
"What?!" Ming almost exploded. "That was just as, if not more, confusing than your first words!"
Ryousuke sighed, standing from his seat. "That's how these things always are." He said, not wanting to admit that he was as confused as she was. "Come on Ming, we should be going."
"But…but…" she tried to protest, but he got her up and headed for the doors.
"Beware the princesses of the leaves, Ming Yue. A battle is anticipated." She called, waving after them as they went back into the street.
"What!" she huffed, growling out. "What did any of that even mean!"
"Who knows. It was probably a bunch of crap anyways." the blonde man said. "I mean, doesn't everyone have two paths they can take?" he shook his head. "I don't know. You usually understand what it means after it's too late."
Ming simply huffed. "How could the right choice lead to the wrong choice?" she grumbled, crossing her arms as she headed into one of the nearby bars.
His eyes widened and he rushed after her. "Ming, what are you doing?" he asked, grabbing her arm to halt her. "You're not going to drink are you? You're not old enough."
"I wasn't going to drink." She scoffed. "And as if my age would really stop me if I wanted to. You think I couldn't get one of these lamos in here to buy me one? I'm hungry, and this place has good nachos."
"Oh." He blinked, following her as she found a table.
"I just like to watch the bar scene. I'm a bit of a creeper, so I like to watch people." She smirked, looking over at him before signaling over a waitress. "Two Shirley Temples and a water, for the pansy here if he doesn't like it. Plus two orders of nachos."
"Always the nachos, eh, Your Highness?" the girl snickered, before walking off.
"I am not a pansy." Ryousuke huffed.
Ming met his gaze, her own devious. "Oh don't worry, you're a pretty pansy." She said, patting his thigh.
He rolled his eyes, holding in a sigh as he looked around the bar, watching the other people. "So you come here often?"
"As much as I am able. The people are really nice in this one." She nodded, smiling when the girl brought their drinks and food to them.
"Does your father even know about this place?" he wondered, beginning to eat his nachos. Which he had to admit were some of the best he'd ever tasted.
She shook her head, "Nope, he thinks our kingdom is crime free." Ming smirked. "Such an idealist."
He snorted. "No place is crime free." He said. "Utopia is a nice idea, but it's not possible."
"That's what I tell him, but he won't listen. Plus I think we have a nice balance here. Most of the bad stuff usually stays down here."
He shrugged. "Konoha's crime rate is pretty low, but with all of the ninja we have, not to mention the police force, it doesn't really pay to be a criminal." He smirked.
She smiled at him. "That's nice, though there's probably more than you expect. It's nice if you can't notice it."
Deciding not to get into a debate with her about his village, since he was pretty sure he knew more about it than she did, he took a sip of the drink she had ordered him, his look growing contemplative. "Interesting." Was all he said, setting it back down before eating another nacho.
Ming sighed, facing forward and eating as well, surprisingly not talking the rest of the time as she watched the others in the bar interact with one another. When they were both finished, she pulled out some money and gestured for the waitress to come over and handed her a wad of bills. "Thanks." She said before standing and stretching. "Come on Ryousuke." She said, heading towards the door.
He followed her out, looking around the underground place. "Was there somewhere else you wanted to go?" he asked.
"Home." She said simply, heading back to the place they had come in. Of course, before they could get there, a man popped out, holding a knife in Ming's face. He was dirty and was wearing rags, but his expression was more nervous than anything.
"Give me your money princess!" he demanded.
Before the man knew what was going on, Ryousuke had pulled Ming back and was between them, creating a barrier. "You should leave." He said, his voice calm as his eyes spun into the red of the sharingan. "Before you do something you'll regret."
He gasped and his eyes widened, but Ming just looked up at Ryousuke before focusing on the knife still in the robber's hand. The man glanced down, his arm trembling as if the object had gained forty pounds. His hand was shaking, but he was forced to release it as it clashed to the ground. The princess pushed Ryousuke to the side gently and held out the rest of her money to the man. "Take it…but stop this, you obviously aren't a thief, so go back to your home with your wife or kids and try and do something productive with it." She sighed.
The man blinked and hesitantly took the money, glancing up at Ryousuke. He returned his gaze to her and bowed his head slightly. "Thank you princess." He said, before running off. Ming sighed and continued out the way they had come, seeing the sky was now orange with the setting sun.
Ryousuke emerged behind her, his eyes back to their normal green. "That was weird, what happened with his knife." He commented as they made their way back towards the palace.
"Probably felt the heavy burden of what he was doing." She smirked, though he couldn't see it. "Thanks though, you'd be a good knight."
He smirked as well. "We'd be kind of like Guinevere and Lancelot then, huh?" He chuckled. "The knight who fell in love with his queen."
"But." She held up a pointed finger. "I'm a princess and not married."
"True." He inclined his head slightly. "Guess that makes what I'm about to do a bit more appropriate then."
Ming blinked, turning to look back at him. "What you're about to-"
Suddenly she was lifted and nearly slammed against the trunk of a nearby tree. Ryousuke pressed his mouth against hers, slipping his tongue past her startled lips as he continued to hold her up, his hands on the sides of her ribcage just below her bust. Ming was so startled, she actually didn't know what to do. A light pink blush had spread across her cheeks and when Ryousuke parted so they could both breathe, her blush darkened. "I had no idea…" she said softly. "You were so…aggressive." She smirked, lifting her hands and resting them on his biceps. "So Ryoyo can play." She shivered, leaning in to steal his lips once more.
He allowed her the contact, enjoying the feel of her lips and her body. "Ryoyo just needed time to decide whether or not he should play." He murmured against her lips, loosening his hold so that her feet touched the ground, and his hands were now cupping her breasts. "But Ming-chan didn't play fair earlier, so it's my turn." He said in a slight whine, though it clashed with his devilish smirk. "And there's the blush that I love."
It darkened into a red almost instantly as she looked off, unable to stop herself from moaning. "You're not allowed to be unfair." She breathed out, rubbing against him. "You're supposed to be a knight in shining armor."
"Do you want me to stop?" he arched a brow, letting his thumbs glide over the hardening peaks beneath her dress.
"Does it look like I want you to stop." She groaned out, giving him a threatening glare, despite the red on her cheeks.
The smirk returned to his face. "It definitely doesn't feel like it." he chuckled, pinching her nipples lightly before tugging on them.
Ming cried out, her knees giving way as she slumped against him, burying her face into his chest. "Ryou…" she moaned, biting down on her lower lip.
He smiled, sliding his arms around her to hold her up, using one to cup the back of her head. He tilted it back, leaning down and kissing her sweetly. "I love seeing you this way." he murmured, staring into her navy depths with his green ones. "My little Ming-chan." He nuzzled her slightly, before kissing her once more.
He felt her smile, probably one of happiest she'd given yet as she continued to kiss him. When they heard footsteps approaching, they immediately separated, attempting to right themselves as a few soldiers came around the woods and stopped when they saw the two. "Oh Ryousuke-sama! You found the princess!" one smiled, bowing to the purple haired woman.
Ryousuke nodded, clearing his throat softly, since he now had a faint blush on his cheeks. "I have been escorting her around town." He informed them.
"Oh, of course." Another smiled. "She's been missing for some time, so we were ordered to go find her. But seeing she's with you-"
"I don't need a babysitter." Ming huffed, her mood changing almost drastically as she stomped past her guards. "Stupid morons." She grumbled, though she was still blushing.
The guards blinked, looking at one another. "Was the princess blushing?"
"Nope! You must be imagining things." Ryousuke said, quickly catching up with her and placing his hand on the small of her back, a small, self-satisfied smile on his face.
Ming glanced back, making sure they were out of ear-shot. "If we were not interrupted…would you have had sex with me?" she asked, looking up at him.
His gaze shot to her, but it was contemplative, not alarmed. "No." he replied eventually. "And I only say that because when we have sex, outside against a tree is not where I want it to be." he told her before she could get offended.
"Outside and against a tree is kinda hot…" she mumbled, looking off as she felt the heat return to her cheeks.
He smirked, returning his attention to the road before them. "We can always do that another time." He chuckled, letting his hand slide so that his arm was around her waist. "I just think a bed has so many more possibilities for positions, and it would be the most comfortable for you, since you'd be the one doing most of the contorting." He glanced at her.
Ming took his hand from around her and brought it closer to her face. "I wonder if you'd even be able to fit your delicious cock in my tiny hole." She smirked, taking two of his fingers and slowly sticking them in her mouth as she twisted her tongue around them.
Ryousuke felt his mouth dry up as he watched her suck on his fingers in fascination. A blush made its way up his neck, gathering mostly at his cheeks. "Um…" he swallowed hard, his earlier confidence nowhere to be found. "I bet…I could make you wet enough…for me to fit." He nearly whispered, feeling his lower region react to what she was doing, since it wanted to be in her mouth instead.
She smirked, pulling his fingers out before she took hold of his cheeks and kissed him deeply. They broke with a smack and she nodded. "I'm going to enjoy you staying here so much." Ming breathed out, releasing him as she sauntered off, since the palace was now in view.
Ryousuke stared after her, before following along like a lost puppy. He knew for sure she would enjoy his stay, but he didn't know how much he'd like it. Sure, it was beautiful here, and he got to make out with Ming all the time, but the things she did to him were just awful…in a wonderful way. And there was only so long a guy could go through that kind of torture without breaking. He just wondered how long he could last.