Dammit, how am I supposed to make this up to her?
Kakashi had fallen asleep for the first time in almost twenty four hours while he had been trying to think of a way to make things up to her. While sleeping he had dreamt of Naru, naked and panting, her soft skin glowing in the moon light as he buried his lips against her throat, his tongue snaking out to taste her as he nuzzled her head back to expose her throat to him and opened his mouth....and that's when he woke up feeling shaken.
He looked down at Naru with a suspicious look on his face. If he didn't know any better he would almost think that he had mated her. But he hadn't seen the Hatake mating mark on her, so it was entirely possible that he had simply dreamt of something that had never really crossed his mind. Maybe it was because he was nearing thirty and had yet to settle down and start a family.
As the last living son of the Hatake blood line it was technically his duty, but he had never really had the time to spend on a normal relationship. Most women didn't understand the duties of a ninja would have him coming and going all hours of the day, the missions were dangerous, and people often died. Most girls were clingy, coy, manipulative, and jealous natured.
At best an arranged marriage would be the best he would be able to do, but that did little to comfort him. He wanted to fall in love like his father had with his mother. Or he might end up hating or resenting the woman he ended up with. But now that he thought about it, he had never really looked at the girls he already knew all that much. Most of them, he felt were far too young to carry the responsibility of being his wife and the mother of his children.
But the longer he stayed with Naru, the more he felt that he had been over looking the important things. He reached out and ran his knuckles across her cheek, and watched the way her lips tilted into a smile as she buried her face against his side. He smiled a bit and carefully slipped from the bed and pulled the sheets up to her shoulders and left the room to go fix something for lunch.
Naru lay on her stomach trying not to twitch, as tiny, sharp claws dug into her back and the kitten scurried up to her nape and started purring in her ear as it turned her nape into a pin cushion. She must have made a noise because on minute it was digging it's claws into her skin and the next it was plucked off of her and started mewing in distress. "Where did you come from?" Kakashi's velvety smooth voice rummbled in amusment as she turned her head to peek up at him.
He placed the kitten against his shoulder and kept it in place with his palm, using his index finger to rub it's little head until it started to purr again. "I brought her home with me to feed her." Naru mummbled as she sat up, her long silken hair slipping over her shoulders as she did, partually exposing the mark on her neck. Kakashi saw the kanji for wolf and frowned. When had Naru gotten a tattoo? He wondered as he reached out and gently pushed her hair aside so that he could see the ink and blinked as his mind went numb with shock.
Holy. Shit. "Naru....when did you get this mark?" Kakashi asked quietly as he placed the kitten on the floor at his feet. Naru looked back at him with a frown on her pretty face. What mark was he talking about?
"What mark? I don't remember getting one aside from the ones that you-"
"Yeah, yeah, I get it. So you had no idea that you had my clan's mating mark on you?" He almost snapped as his mind finally started to function again and panic started to set in. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what have I done? No wonder Naru didn't look so well, he had mated her and then left her side. He started hypervenilating as he grasped her wrist and pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her as she settled in his lap and doubled his body over hers as if he were trying to hide her.
Oh god, oh god, he had left her. He had left his mate unprotected. It was unforgivable. It was the reason he had felt so lonely, and worried and anxious. He had left the other half of his heart and soul, his treasure, his most precious one all alone when any number of things could have happened to her. She could have been hurt. She could have been killed, by the ones who hated her and lost to him forever. It was a sobering thought that left a cold, lead weight in his chest as he tried to calm himself.
None of that mattered now. He was here, he had her in his arms. Nothing else mattered except that he made sure that he never left her side again.
She squirmed in his arms, he was squeezing too hard. Making it difficult to breathe as she bit her lower lip to keep from crying out as he tightened his arms around her even more before seeming to realise that he was holding her too tightly and loosened his grip as he moved his hands to frame her pale face. "Oh Naru, baby I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't know...." He breathed as he pressed his mouth against her forehead, her cheeks, then her mouth.
His heart thudding in his chest as if it were trying to escape, his blood heated in his veins. How had he not noticed this feeling earlier?
