Uzu awoke at about five in the morning to the feeling of something on top of her. Turning her head slightly she saw Kakashi's face half buried against her neck, half buried in the pillows, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was deep and even. His body was still carfully draped over her own. His hardened cock still buried in her softness, she didn't remember much after the first time they had had sex. But she had been aware of several other times before she had slipped into an undesturbed sleep. Apparently Kakashi had gone through all of his stamina, because of the fact that he was still on top of her and hard as a rock. His fingers twitched slightly before closing around her hand. How odd that one of the things she remembered about the night before was the fact that he had never let go of her hand as he had taken her to heaven again and again.

Even now in his sleep, he still held onto her hand. Closing her eyes she sighed, and almost jumped when she felt his mouth against her shoulder. "Stop sighing. You'll make me think I didn't do this properly." he mummbled sleepily against her skin as he opened his Sharigan eye and stared at her for a moment. She blushed, unsure of what to do or say now.

She wondered if he was the love them and leave them type. Or if he would simply throw her outside now that they had slept together, and missed the narrow eyed look that he was giving her. "No, I wont." He mummbled irritated that she would even think such a thing, as he shifted his weight a bit, pushing himself so deep inside of her that she felt him brush against her womb. She bit her lower lip as he sat up, and stared down at her while his fingers tightened their grip on her small hand.

She looked up at him after a moment or two. He had a dark look on his face as he rocked his hips again, making her hiss; he was'nt going to let her go until she understood that he was'nt playing games with her. To him the events last night had nothing to do with just plain sex. To him it was much deeper than that. He could tell it was more to her too, but she was new to the intimacy, and was'nt sure what to do next. Her experiences with men had always been brief and painful. Normally ending in blood shed and death.

"Do you know what this means, Uzu?" he asked her as he rocked his hips again as he leaned down to lick the skin over her jugular, before sucking it into his mouth. He loved the taste of her skin, the addictive sounds she made when he was buried inside of her. He loved the sight of the love bites that covered her neck, shoulders, and even the inside of her thighs. He could still feel where she had marked his skin with her lips, and teeth. Each mark throbbed with every beat of his heart.

She shook her head 'no' she was too caught up in the feel of his hips rocking slowly to be able to speak. He gave her an short angry glare before sighing, and tightening his fingers around her hand just a bit more. His knuckles were starting to turn white. "What this means-" he started to say as he withdrew from her almost completely before slamming himself back inside of her tight sheath, she gasped and arched under him. He kissed the skin that she so innocently offered to him before continuing to speak.

"Is that you are my woman. Do you understand what that means?" he asked gently as he loosened his grip on her fingers when she turned her head to look at their hands linked together. He wondered for a moment or two if he had been hurting her when he had tightened his grip. She gave him a puzzled look, he bared his teeth in what could have fooled anyone else into thinking was a smile, but she was'nt that much of a fool.

"It means that you are mine." Thrust.

"Mine to care for." Thrust.

"Mine to love." Thrust.

"Mine to protect." Thrust.

"Mine to fuck." He said almost angrily his mouth against her throat; as she whimpered, she was'nt sure she could handle what he was doing to her for much longer.

"Noone else can have you. I will never give you up." he growled as he thrust harder with each short sentance to make a point. There was something odd about the way he was speaking. She thought as she tried ot remember what she had been told about certain blood lines that were of demon decent and her eyes widened slightly when she realised what he was doing. His words binding them together with each sylable that left his lips. Fuck! He was mating her! Without telling her first. And to make matters worse the intiment ceramony between them was about to come to an end. And when it did she would never be able to excape him. Just like he would never be able to excape from her.

"Shi, sto-" she didn't get any farther than that because he finished the ceramony with a scorching kiss that made her toes curl, as they both came together. When he lifted his mouth from hers she had the nearly unstoppable urge to kill him for what he had done. He stroked the skin of her cheek when he saw the distressed look on her suddenly too pale face. Had he hurt her? He wondered and felt panic rise in his chest as she started to cry. Shit, he had hurt her.

"Uzu, baby talk to me. Where do you hurt?" He asked worriedly as he slid off of her and began to check her body for visable wounds. Had her newly healed rib been hurting her? She didn't answer him as she turned onto her side faceing away from him and curled into a fetal position as she cried. Shutting the worried man out. How could he have done such a thing without her permission? He had said last night that he loved her, had he been lying to her? What man would mate a woman that they loved without getting permission first?

"Uzu? Uzu, answer me, please. Whatever I did, I was'nt trying to hurt you. Please, look at me." Kakashi begged as he tried to get her to react. Her body shook with silent sobs, as tears slipped down her face. She would'nt beleave him. She could'nt beleave him after what he had just done.

She was vaiguely aware of him pulling on his pants and going to the door and pulling the kunai out and unlocking it then looking back at her and saying, "I'll go get someone who can help. Just stay here." Before he ran out of the room and down the hall way, she heard the apartment dooor slam shut as he had run outside. If he expected her to just stay put while he brought someone back to humilate her further then he would be sadly mistaken. She had no intention of staying put like a good little girl. She intended to be as far away from him and the village as possable before he came back.

And with that thought in mind she quickly gathered her clothes and weapons pouch and vanished into the early morning.