I apologize for the long gap between this update and the last, I was CONSUMED by my love for KakaSaku (Naruto) fanfiction and found some amazing chapter stories that I needed to finish before being able to focus on my own writing. Also, I've been finishing up some summer courses before the fall semester starts again in like...two weeks...*inserts facepalm*.

Thank you guys so, SO much for your thoughtful reviews! It makes me so happy to read all of your responses and take them into consideration when updating chapters. I have to say that I am not very thrilled with the way that the last chapter turned out because I felt like I didn't add in enough detail or emotion as I had wanted to and I was just focused on updating as quick as possible...i'll just have to edit it later. I will not be warning anymore when the lemons are going to occur in the chapters, they will just happen. ;) See you at the bottom!

With You

Chapter 6: Make Me

(Episode 5)

As per usual, around eight p.m. later that evening, the boys had shown up from their long, stressful days at work to relax and unwind at Long Island. Ever since Hazuki's departure, Kuni had taken a habit of avoiding me for the next few hours...that is until he heard Saeki's loud voice obnoxiously echo throughout the bar and Kuni crawled out of whatever hole he had burrowed into.

Yamato followed behind the lively as ever Saeki in to the bar, wearing that same scowl from earlier and his arms crossed to hug his chest snugly, "Damn, it's cold outside." Yamato muttered. He glanced around the room quickly with lightly hazed eyes and when our eyes met he slightly smiled in my direction. He slugged over to the bar stool he occupied earlier and plopped his ass down on the wooden chair ungracefully. My eyebrow cocked high up my brow as I observed his heavy and sluggish movements, 'He's still buzzed from all those beers'.

I slanted my body over the counter inconspicuously so Saeki wouldn't take notice and scolded Yamato with a low voice so the others wouldn't become suspicious, "Yamato!" I hissed and snapped my finger, "You should be home in bed! Not here for more alcohol!" I crossed my own arms and scolded the man in front of me like a mother scolding her child with my hip cocked to the side with attitude. Yamato just smirked and lifted a hand to touch a piece of hair that had fallen out of my face to tuck it behind my ear like he was my lover, "Who says that I'm here for more booze?" His charming crooked smile flashed his straight, white teeth.

Swatting his hand away I leaned back from the inebriated man and rolled my eyes at his strange antics. Now, I wasn't all too sure if he was messing with my head or if he was actually drunk. A movement in the door way caught my eye as more of the guys came into the hang out space, Ren stepped through the door with droopy eyes and a small yawn, rubbing the sleepiness away for good measure. Wearing his customary outfit of a un-tucked dress shirt and loosened tie, "It's so cold," He declared to no one in particular, "...I'm sleepy." Ren added as he too made his way for a bar stool to slouch over onto the counter as if he was going to take a nap. My inner self sweat dropped, 'I certainly wouldn't put that past Ren.'

"Yeah, I'm chilled to the bone!" Saeki smirked and then winked in my direction as he sauntered his way behind the bar to stand in front of me, "Maybe you wanna help warm me up?" He suggested taking a hand of mine to his slender one and lifting my chin up towards him with the other. Before I could make a move to get Saeki and his flirty self away from me, Kunihiko had taken it upon himself to appear out of nowhere and stand over Saeki in dangerous wrath. The dark, scary aura emitting from Kunihiko must have chilled Saeki to the bone more than the cold air, for he immediately let go of my person and stepped away cautiously with his hands in front of him, sweat dripping from his brow.

"What have I told you about going behind the bar Saeki? Employees only." Kunihiko grunted as the anger dissipated and then playfully laughed at the appalling look on Saeki's face.

"Sorry Kuni," Saeki's emotions changed in a matter of seconds as he sighed dreamily and winked once again in my direction,

"I just couldn't help myself!" He finally added in a sing-song kind of voice and shrugged his shoulders with a carefree attitude. Saeki's flirting almost made me sick to my stomach even though I knew he was just joking around. The fact that the screenplay writer was making a pass at me in Kuni's presence while knowing my feelings towards the older man didn't sit well with me.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that Saeki! One of these days Kuni is going to rip you to shreds!" Yuta commented freely as he filtered into the bar with Takao in step right behind him. Yuta's boyish look seemed even more child-like today than past days. He was in dire need of a hair cut and the loose fitting sweatshirt draped over his shoulders made his form seem smaller than it was. He shoved his hands into his pockets and closed his eyes with mirth at the scene of Kuni and Saeki groveling in front of him.

"Hey Kuni, can you make us something warm to eat?" Takao politely asked as he smoothed out his expensive looking jacket and quickly checked his cellphone for any messages before placing it back into his pocket where it had occupied previously. I glanced at Takao and gave him a real good look-over. Takao was a respectable sort of man, very quiet yet charming at the same time. For a guy who claims to be a lawyer, his soft spoken and gentle aura really made me second guess the fact he had to deal with all sorts of court cases every day through his job. It made me wonder why he had taken up law as a profession.

Kuni nodded in Takao's direction to signal that he had heard his request, "Of course, coming right up!" He ran his fingers through his purplish hair before tying it back into a low pony tail and walking to the kitchen. The smile that illuminated his face was so much more different than the smiles he was producing earlier, this made me feel like he was back to his normal self. He acted so much different in front of Hazuki when he was with me. That solemn expression that plagued his beautiful features as he talked with Hazuki about their college glory days still haunted my mind and made me want to figure out why he was acting the way he was.

"Hey." Yamato mumbled, trying to get my attention back to him as he leaned onto the counter with one elbow propped up. His action reminded me of how the "cool" kids acted back in junior high with their smooth body motions.

"Yes, Yamato?" This ought to be good, a drunk Yamato talking to me in front of all the guys, who knows what he will end up saying by the time everyone leaves. 'I could be so screwed..'

"I-I'm sorry for the way I've been acting today..." He quickly explained with a slight pout and reddened cheeks, he avoided my gaze as he stared at the television with embarrassment written all over his face. He was being sincere and apologizing...it was just too sweet that my hostility towards him melted away. I had thought Yamato to be a man who closed himself off to others and yet here he was, concerned about the way I was feeling.

"It's no problem Yamato." I reassured him with a tiny smile dancing across my lips, the others forgotten for a brief moment.

A fist slammed down on the counter causing me to instantly jump back in surprise, my heart almost exploded from the sudden impact and sound. I tilted my head to the side to see Saeki pouting with his arms crossed like a child, "You're too close!" He barked.

"What are you going on about now, Saeki?"

"Keep away from her Yamato!" His pout increased ten fold and I slanted my eyes curiously towards Saeki. Even though Saeki claimed to be a "ladies man" and has written all of those steamy shows on television, he sure didn't appear to be the cool and collected screenwriter that he proclaimed to be.

"Shut up!" Yamato grunted in annoyance and then demanded that I get him a glass of the brand of beer he was drinking from earlier in the day. Hesitating at first then obeying his request, I turned around and grabbed a glass and filled it up with the liquid he had previously indulged. 'Note to self, only one glass for Yamato. He has had way too much to drink today.' I was not going to be held responsible for Yamato's eventual drunken tirades.

"You're trying to get close to her every chance you get!" My eyes widened at Yuta's frustrated declaration and hushed him quickly so that Kunihiko wouldn't catch wind of what he was babbling on about. If he heard anything that these idiots in front of me were babbling about concerning our relationship it would just make the situation a whole lot worse. I needed for him to fall for me, not the other way around!

"She already has feelings for someone else and you're here trying to make a move on her!" Yuta finished scolding Yamato and then he too asked for a beer. While I was at it anyway, I just decided to pour a glass for each one of the guys to save themselves the trouble of asking.

"Sharing secrets..." Ren lifted his head from between his rested arms and glared pathetically, his glare was the most affecting because of how sleepy he was.

"Whatever, you guys are idiots." Yamato rolled his eyes and took a drink from the glass I placed in front of him and I got a glimpse of déjà vu from earlier.

"Are you guys teasing my wife again?" Kunihiko joked as he brought out a large hot steaming bowl of nikujaga, a delicious beef and potato stew. Saeki was practically drooling from the aroma of the stew and the rest of the guys eyed it with hunger. Closing my eyes briefly, I took in the amazing smell and wished that he would cook like this at home instead of just saving his culinary skills for Long Island.

I watched as Kuni carefully took out a stack of bowls and began filling everyone a serving, including one for me. He was so calm and high spirited, so different from earlier. A small grin played on his lips as he watched Saeki dive into his stew greedily. My insides melted from the happiness and contentment that Kuni radiated, he truly takes my breath away.

"Here you go." Kunihiko's offering snapped me out of my daze and I glanced down at the delicious food before me and then back up at the man who made it. His gaze was everywhere else but on me. My heart felt heavy and dragged alongside the ground when I walked, Kuni was still avoiding me at every turn, only interacting with me when he needs to.

My lips curl slightly into a smile and I notice a faint blush dusting Kuni's cheeks as he pushed the bowl in my direction.

"Thanks." I placed my hands lightly over his to accept the bowl and the warmth of our hands lingered for more than a few seconds. My fingers laced over his and gently pressed against his larger ones.

"Kuni, I just can't accept this." Saeki pouted once again, interrupting our brief moment of intimacy. I could feel the heavy throbbing of a vein pulsing in my forehead from Saeki's intrusion.

Kunihiko's eyebrow raises and my curiosity is at its peak when Saeki begins to make indistinguishable frustrated noises, what is Saeki going on about now?

"The two of you are like Beauty and the Beast." He finally whines with a jealous scowl on Kunihiko, his eyes narrowing into slits and his arms still crossed in front of his chest. He was leaning towards Kunihiko now with a furious aura almost visibly noticeable to the naked human eye.

Another grunt is heard to Saeki's side,"Hmph! Saeki's right! You aren't worthy of her." Yuta declares passionately and reaches his ice cold hand to place on my arm. Apologetically smiling towards the boyish man I shrugged his hand away lightly.

"Are you sure you want to be with Kuni?" Ren tilts his head in my direction with a serious gaze, his sleepiness completely forgotten.

"Umm..well, you guys understand that we aren't actually married...right?" I laugh it off with a blush and turn my head to the side so none of the guys can see my feelings plastered across my face. It was true that we aren't married...but a girl can dream right? That familiar pang pounded through my chest and constricted around my heart, "It's not like Kuni would want to be married to me anyway...damn it! I have to stop being so pessimistic! What is wrong with me?! It's like my feelings are out-of-whack." Inwardly scolding myself, the sound of Takao's voice brought me away from my negative thoughts.

"Even though you two are in a fake marriage, I'm very envious of Kuni." Takao smiles brilliantly before taking a spoonful of his serving of nikujaga.

"Well, I don't accept this at all!" Yamato pouts, his face flushed from all the alcohol he has consumed. Yamato continued to glare bullets into Kunihiko's face while shoving mouthfuls of his stew into his pouty mouth and chewing obnoxiously.

Kunihiko placed his arm behind his neck and laughed all of their insults away like flushing them down a toilet, "...If you're so jealous of me, you should try to become more of a man like me!"

At that statement everyone fell silent and my face flushed so hot that I was positive it was a temperature that could roast marshmallows. My heart beat was steadily increasing and I shifted my body weight between each of my legs at the sudden silence.

Yamato snorted and rolled his eyes, "Yeah, whatever. I'm the real man!"

"To be like you...would reduce my image!" Everyone, including myself, laughed along with Saeki's bold yet playful statement against the owner of the sports bar.

By the time Kunihiko and I closed Long Island for the night it was 11:30 and I was exhausted from all of the crazy situations the day had thrown towards me. From following Kunihiko earlier with Yamato as my companion, meeting Hazuki, and then dealing with all of the guys later in the night tired me out to the point where I was sure that I would fall asleep the moment I had my head on a pillow back at Kuni's apartment. The moment that the boys had left, Kunihiko became as silent as a mouse and refused to make any kind of eye contact or attempt at a conversation towards me. It honestly hadn't surprised me, he was trying to put on a show in front of his friends to avoid any suspicion or questioning. The only one who knew what was really going on was Yamato, and I was fairly certain he would keep our adventure a secret from the others.

Walking down the darkened street, the street lamps and shop signs illuminated in a softened glow against the harshness of the sky above. Compared to day time, there were hardly any people on the road except for the few seen walking into and out of nearby bars and nightclubs. A peaceful, chilly breeze whipped my hair around my face as I tried to keep it from getting too messed up by running my fingers to comb the loose tresses back. Kuni walked silently beside me with an air of indifference, refusing to utter a single syllable and keeping his eyes straight ahead.

I watched him closely out of the corner of my eye, his body was rigid as we headed home and he appeared to be lost in thought. Stepping closer to him, I could feel the manly warmth radiating off his body and tried my best to not latch onto his side to greedily use the heat to combat the chill from the air. Could we ever be at a point together where we would be able to walk along the street, hand in hand, arm in arm, bodies huddled close like lovers? Was this even a plausible thought?

Minutes passed before we arrived back at home, safe and warm. Entering into the darkened apartment, I allowed my eyes to drift closed as the fragrance hanging in the air calmed my nerves and washed the worries of the day away. The tension in my muscles faded as I took in the scent of the place, it smelled exactly of Kuni, masculine and mysterious.

I took the liberty of flipping on the light switches, illuminating the space more so than the twinkling lights of the city which sparkled through the large windows while Kunihiko locked the door and placed his jacket on the coat rack to the left side of the door.

'Still not talking to me, huh?'

"If you don't mind, is it alright if I go take a bath?"

Kunihiko turned around to look at me quizzically before avoiding my eye contact once again, probably surprised that I had asked him instead of just going to the bathroom.

"Go ahead." His voice sounded tense but his body relaxed as he carefully took a seat on the couch as I headed towards the bedroom. Throwing my clothes off into a small pile, I hopped into the shower to wash the grime off my body. I felt like I stood there under the steamy, heated water for hours until I got the courage to step out of the shower and slink a towel over my drenched body. I had a plan to seduce Kuni, but after the kind of day we both had, I wasn't all to confident that I would be able to warm him up to me tonight.

Walking over to the mirror in the bathroom I ran a few fingers through my wet tresses as I observed my reflection in the glass. After a silent pep talk to myself, I stepped out of the bathroom still clad only in a towel and headed towards the living room where I had left Kuni earlier.

When I stepped through the threshold, I saw him flipping through an old photo album with a small smile on his face.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" I snuck up behind him and knew he was startled when he slightly jumped and closed the book quickly, leaning his head back to stare at me with wide eyes.

Instead of answering my question he looked away from me and rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Giggling I gripped the towel and countered his question again with a sly edge to my voice, "Why were you looking at pictures of us?"

Kunihiko still didn't look at me but sighed and reluctantly opened the album back up to the page he was on. I instantly recognized the picture he pointed to, it was taken the day after kindergarten had ended and Kunihiko's high school had let out for the summer. Both of us were still wearing school uniforms but I noticed I was crying and Kunihiko was trying to console me. I remembered that I had hit my head at the local park after tripping on the edge of a sandbox as I tried to catch Kunihiko from running away from me.

"You know, it's your fault that I have this scar on my hairline. It happened when I tripped over the ledge running after you when you started to leave the park without me. It never fully healed."

Kunihiko smirked and leaned back hesitantly to part my hair and see the small pink mark right below my hairline. "It's not too bad." He commented nonchalantly and then went back to the picture book to look back at the photo.

"What if no one wants to marry me because of my scar?" Bending down to Kunihiko's ear I let the tremors from my hushed question glide through the opening. The damp towel wrapped around my naked form that had soaked up the excess water from my shower was beginning to slide down my body as my form was leaned over behind Kuni whom now sat up rigid straight on the couch. Excitement began to coarse through my veins ending in a frenzy down at the bundle of nerves between my thighs and shooting back up again. I needed Kunihiko to touch me. And badly.

This was dangerous, very dangerous territory and Kunihiko was treading on a fine, fine line. The moment that her soft hands began rubbing soothing circles on his upper back and shoulders he knew that he was in for more trouble if she didn't stop soon. Constantly, for the past couple of days he told him self, over and over again how wrong it was to be with her, how bad he was for wanting her. A shaky breath escaped past his lips at the knowledge that she was only wearing a towel on the other side of the couch right behind him, and nothing else. Kunihiko's focus tried to remain on the picture album opened on his lap but all his attention melted away at the warm heat flowing off the woman hunched over behind him.

"Well? What happens if no one wants to marry me because of the scar?" She softy purred, repeating the question as her slender fingers teasingly ran through his hair to release his wavy dark hair from the hair tie. Kunihiko's eyes closed at the calming sensation happening on his scalp.

Kunihiko's mouth slightly parted to respond with a witty comeback but no words came out, "I don't trust my voice right now..." He inwardly groaned as heard the fluttering of the towel she had just let go drop to the floor with a plop.

"What's the matter Kuni?" She continued her actions upon his person and ran her fingers down his front to caress his abdomen and pressed her perky breasts against the back of his head.

"We can't do this." Kunihiko's following moan contradicted his claims to want to stop.

"And why not? I know you want me." She licked her lips in anticipation and leaned over to kiss his cheek.

"Which is all the more reason why we can't do this." His breath hitched in his throat as she quickly flicked the album from his lap on to the floor and revealed the large tent pressing against his pants.

"Your body's response tells me otherwise." Her whisper and next actions caused him to physically begin to tremble and almost forget his name. In a matter of moments she flipped her naked body over and maneuvered herself over the couch to straddle his lap, her pert nipples poking themselves inches away from his face. Her legs wrapped themselves around his torso as she sat herself up straight on his lap and gripped his rock hard shoulders. Kunihiko instinctively jerked his hips up against hers, his large bulge of arousal pressing up against the glistening heat between her naked thighs.

"Ungh!" Her head rolled back, eyelids closed, and a small moan of pleasure sounded through Kunihiko's ears as he watched the woman on top of him arch her back and grind back down on his hardened length trying to escape its confines. He gritted his teeth and place his hands on her water slicked hips, bringing her back down on him again. 'Someone up there must have it out for me..." Kunihiko silently swore at the invisible forces whom were testing his limits.

Her mischievous look should have warned him for what was to come next but he wasn't in the right state of mind to care. The rest of his sanity melted away the moment she reached for the waistband of his pants and quickly pulled them off along with his boxer shorts to free the straining erection.

"I can't make any promises that I'll be able to stop-is this what you really want?" Kunihiko's raspy voice turned into unintelligible grunts as her hand brushed against his cock. She took the long, hard length in her hand and ran her fingers gently from base to the bulging tip.

"Of course this is what I want. It's also what you want too." She shifted down to the floor as he stayed on the couch with his legs spread open. "Don't make me stop." And with that Kunihiko swore in five different languages as he felt his dick totally engulfed by her mouth. She brushed her fallen hair back away from her face and bobbed her head up and down repeatedly on his huge cock, gagging ever so slightly from the size of his shaft.

Kunihiko didn't know how much more of this he could take, he watched with half-lidded eyes as his length disappeared and rapidly reappeared every time she moved her head. Her wanton moans provided pleasurable vibrations and the added stimulation of her hand fondly the base of him was becoming too much to handle.

"Why do I continue to fight this, again?" Kunihiko wasn't sure if he could comprehend this thought ever again. Not with the way she was making him feel. His groin jerked back into her wet mouth in response to her ministrations.

Right when Kunihiko thought he was going to loose it, she released his cock with a loud plop and a sly grin on her face. His eyes widened at the boldness of her move and horrible throbbing she left him feeling, denying him of his release.

"Come here." Kunihiko's sensual request had her interest peaked with surprise as she was certain that he wouldn't play along with her. He pulled her back onto his lap easily from her smaller built frame and groped her ass with both his hands causing her to gasp.

Kunihiko smirked at her reaction and took a nipple in his mouth and bit down ever so slightly.

"I thought you-said-you-didn't-want-to-do-this?" The hot pleasure building in her belly was overpowering and she glided his dick covered in her fluids over the damp folds of her pussy.

Kunihiko groaned at the slick wetness their bodies were producing and squeezed her ass cheeks harder in his large hands, "I changed my mind."

The pressure building in his cock was becoming way too much to handle and slid himself into her tight, wet heat.

"Ohhh, Kuni!" She cried out in sheer bliss at the feeling of being filled to the hilt. He lifted her hips up and plunged her back down on his cock, all the way to the hilt. Repeating the motions over and over again he released his hold on her hips and placed them on either side of her face, molding their lips together in a sloppy kiss. She held herself steady by using his shoulders as leverage and ground herself onto him as he continued to thrust himself up into her with wild abandon.

"Ugh, fuck yes." He pulled their bodies closer to one another and their chests rubbed against the other with each movement. Her nakedness against his still clothed covered torso. "You're so fucking tight." He grunted with an extra hard jerk of his hips for emphasis as her pussy contracted his cock tightly between their silken walls. The couch cushions squeaked under them but neither seemed to notice or even care, the floors and walls were so well insulated that they didn't have to worry about being quiet during their sexual relations.

The sight of the woman whom he had previously seen as his former niece bouncing up and down repetitively on his vein covered dick was too much for him and felt the familiar clenching of his sac that signaled his pending release.

"OH! Kuni! Oh FUCK, I'm going to-AH!" Gasping as much oxygen as she could filter through her mouth before spots covered her vision and her tight walls contracted tightly against his rigid cock, shamelessly still bouncing up and down in his lap as she rode out her orgasm.

The tightness became too much for him and he released himself right with her, "Ah, shit." His head rolled back in ecstasy as his thrusts became erratic and white hot seed spurted into her depths with each twitch of his hips in sweet release. Filling her up to the brim with his seed and then some,with each spurt he grunted, moaned, and when done, both collapsed on each other in contented bliss.

Apologizes for any mistakes, I will edit this later ;) As always I hope you enjoyed this chapter and stick around for the next one!

~WindPretear