WARNING!
This chapter is a lemon... ALL OF IT.
If you are not open to a sexually active chapter, please progress no further.
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Pantsed – Thanks for the compliment! And I was going to post this in LJ because I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to post it in I heard that lemons were banned? But I'm hoping that my rating will prevent them from doing anything? Anyway, the parts I post on LJ are the same ones that I post on I don't change anything. Copy and paste, love.
? – Oh yes, when the 'heavenly sword meets his woman… clothes will fly… and I certainly hope there isn't any OOC in here. I'm afraid their might be. Oh yeah, and I hope you get your wallet back. I need one. I finally got meself some cards to put it in and my purse is… sucky to say the least. And… I don't study, I don't have private tuition, and I do housework enough. Thanks for reminding me rolls eyes. Thanks for commenting again with your crazy life and all.
"Oro" Object – You're back! Anyway, yeah, I fooled you huh? They did it before the battle. So there.
Smiling Blue-Clad Wanderer's – Ack, yeah school for me in like a month. I hope I can get some more chapters up before then. I might get fired from work so that means more time too! Ack. And thanks for putting this story in your intinerary!
Some Slut – I was worried that would spot it and delete the story. I've seen a lot of complaints about around the communities I'm in on Livejournal. I don't want my story deleted. I guess I'm posting it freely anyway.
Streetwise Girl – Uh, sorry Miss. The whole chapter is a lemon, but I don't really think it should effect your understanding the rest of the story any. Just a warning, this isn't the only one. Sorry about that. Anyway, I wanted Hennya in there because I felt that Sojiro needed some kind of clarity given to him and there wasn't anyone in my story so far that could give it to him and I figured Hennya would be the most likely to find him since he flies around all over the place. Anyway, yeah, this is a lemon, the whole thing.
Erica Madarine – Yeah, I got flamed. Haha, it's just some little kid thing that kids do so I figured since Sojiro is so juvenile himself that it just seemed to fit. (Plus it's cute so I added it : X
Genki Ninjagirl – You make me happy miss. Just because you realize it's just a story and don't get mad at me and my OC because you love Sou so much. Haaaa…
Naughty Girl – Yeah, I spelled his name wrong. But at least you knew who I was talking about. AND THANKS FOR LOVING MY OC! It always makes me happy to hear that. And yeah, the yellow chapter is here.
Another Baka – Oye, bug grin. You're going to have to verbally illustrate that for me dear. I definitely want to know what it is. All I can picture is some old geeze getting off a motorcycle and smiling with all those pieces of flies and mosquitoes stuck in his teeth. (If that's what it is then I would suggest a good tooth brushing.) XD

Chapter Ten – Cracks in the Walls

Are you crying?

Sojiro's hand drifted slowly to her hair, plucking a small decorative ornament from her hair and fingering it a moment before smiling at it and then at Yasue. "It's pretty," he mumbled, placing it on the floor next to them. Yasue was too flushed to reply, just concentrated on breathing. For once, it was time that Sojiro did the acting and Yasue play the role of embarrassed partner and not the other way around.

And he didn't mind.

With the ornament out of her hair, Sojiro gently placed his hands on the curve of her neck, sliding down it until the fabric of the soft black kimono brushed against them. Their lips played around each other for a moment before softly connecting just enough for a sensation. While he distracted her with his small kisses, the black kimono was unnoticeably slid down her shoulders until it rested in the crook of her arms. Their lips pressed a little harder against the other as Sojiro's hands left her arms to trace the protrusion of her collarbone.

It didn't feel wrong anymore. Any thought of his past catching up to him was lost. He was moving in a blur, hand movement and actions surprising him more than they surprised Yasue. When his tongue darted into her mouth quickly, he was tempted to back off and recollect himself, take a breather, but he found that even that kind of power had been lost as well. She pushed her body up against his, adding her own into the kiss.

All the apprehension he had felt before, the fear and the embarrassment, it seemed to be replaced by some kind of bravado he had never experienced before. That need to prove to her that he was worthy, that he could do it, that he could make her happy, it was confusing. For what reason he would feel this way was completely lost. The only thing on his mind was to make her smile, to make her say that she loved him and always would. Still, he wasn't sure if he would feel as excited as he felt now when she did finally divulge those three words to him.

The heat from her skin was soaking into his hands. Her arms were pushed flat between them, her fingers barely able to curl over his shoulders. With his hands spread firmly against her back, he moved her slowly to the futon, laying her back onto the soft clothe gently, moving his hands down to just above the sash and lifting her up. Her head leaned back, not following him up and he began kissing her neck, her collarbone, and her shoulders. His throat constricted slightly as he realized just how hot it was getting in the room, how stuffy it seemed how his clothes seemed to stick to his back.

Yet again, a haze of confusion descended upon him as he remembered what he had told her the other day, what he had said about not touching her, about contamination, it meant nothing to him right now. Even though he remembered, remembered how he had felt, nothing seemed to penetrate to him at the moment. Now that he had gotten a taste of the forbidden fruit, he knew he wouldn't stop until the whole thing had been consumed.

Finally breaking through her shocked paralyses, Yasue remembered where she was and whom she was with and her fingers began fumbling with the task of removing Sojiro's gi. The boy didn't seem to notice her sudden drive and was still working on covering every part of her with kisses from the elbows up. He helped her to remove the gi once the ties had been undone and then her clumsy hands began working on his shirt. Sojiro, pausing in his task, looked down at her hands and laughed, as they couldn't seem to even push the first button through the hole. Yasue smiled, watching as he took her hands away and undid them himself.

"Did you like the kimono?"

"Yes, but I liked what was inside the kimono even more."

Yasue's cheeks flushed at the comment, her cheeks standing out against her pale face. Her black hair was splayed around her head, covering the whole pillow and dripping onto the floor. When Sojiro had finally finished with the last button and looked back up, he saw the perspiration on her face and even though they hadn't done much yet, he knew it was from the excitement; her eyes showed it. They were so bright, an electrifying green so intense in chroma they practically glowed.

Today was not going as he had planned, but the change in itinerary seemed to suit him right now. The distraction was welcome from all the drama that had been going on lately. Half in a daze, Sojiro shifted all his weight unto his left arm, head resting on his shoulder, and let him fingers drag across her skin, feeling the warmth from it. It was ironic, her skin was so white it seemed to give a snowflake color, but the heat he felt from it was comforting to say the least. It was tempting to lie down and fall asleep but no matter how appealing the thought was, the adrenaline running through his body was going to make that impossible to accomplish.

Shifting his weight and leaning down again, Sojiro let his breath push against her skin and then closed his mouth around it, pulling the fire from it into his mouth. Her hands, the only frigid part of her body, raised and flattened themselves against his chest causing him to arch away. With a small gasp he grabbed them in his own and hands and slowly replaced them so they weren't such a shock. They stared at each other for a moment, expressions placid and hesitant. Then her hands left his chest and slowly migrated to his hakama, eyes still connected, waiting for a change, waiting for a sign to stop, but their wasn't any, none visible at least.

Deep inside Sojiro's stomach, he was beginning to twist and knot and his hidden insecurity seemed to heat the air as it entered his lungs, burning him from the inside. Even though he had gone into this well aware of what he was doing, he had quite forgotten his chance of being undressed in the process. It was something he was not ready for and with each knot that was undone, his stomach did about a dozen flips. As soon as the last knot was done and the cloth fell away from him, he slid a hand under Yasue's back and lifted her to him, flinging her flimsy sash towards the wall. The black kimono didn't open as he had expected it to and he found himself grateful. "Are you sure you want to do this Yasue?" he whispered, trying to mask his own distress with hers, but she had none. His hand gripped the kimono sides together so they wouldn't open.

Yasue's blinked, grabbing his hand and holding it for a moment before taking the loose grip away, finding it released the fabric more willingly than she had anticipated. "I do," she responded, taking the free hand and slipping it under the kimono placing it at the apex of her legs. Sojiro's hand straightened, fingers curved away from her body. "I want this."

Sojiro gulped and nodded, blush added to his cheeks as his juvenile demeanor returned to him. Nonetheless, his hand closed around her and she lifted her knee, showing Sojiro what exactly he was touching and he once again had the urge to lean back and take a repose for a moment so he could come to the full realization of what he was doing, but he didn't have that chance anymore.

Then his hand was pushed aside and Yasue had pulled his waist in with her legs, kicking down the sliding hakama and lunging up to wrap her arms around his neck. Sojiro's locked arms broke and he fell down with her, wide eyed and crimson. She opened her eyes to look at him, green eyes concealed by dropping eyelids. "Please," she said, almost inaudibly, her fingers digging into his back slightly. Sojiro took a deep breath and did as he was asked, touching her face nervously when her head craned back and she gasped. He had felt it, that quick explosion of pleasure, but her gasp had sounded painful. Sojiro peered at her nervously, trying his best not to move and he watched Yasue who seemed frozen, her face pointed behind them towards the wall, eyes shut tight. Suddenly she shivered and looked up at him, smiling. "Don't be afraid. It's okay." She pushed herself off of the ground and kissed him lightly on his lips, readjusting her arms on his neck so they weren't so constricting.

Sojiro tried restraining himself, tried to keep still, but the more he tried, the more he kept fidgeting, the more he felt that feeling that felt so foreign, so taboo. Soon he just gave in and complied with her wishes and she was soon gripping the blankets around her tightly, face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. A feeling crept up on him, like he was about to burst, but he couldn't seem to stop. In fact the feeling made his speed increase even more and then he was shuddering, release coming fast to him. He bent him elbows and lowered himself down to Yasue who tugged on him with her arms. Exhaustion swept over him and he pulled the blanket over and covered them with it, taking a deep breath to calm himself.

Their bodies were slick with sweat, weak and limp. Yasue held him close to her, letting him slide off to the side and snuggling in as close as she could to him. It was tranquil now, not even a small hint of the excitement that had been experience earlier detectable. Yasue's breathing relaxed and soon she was asleep, soft against him, arms tangled in his and woven into the blankets.

Sojiro stayed awake finding that he couldn't rest even though his body was exhausted. Something inside him said that he had little time left. Something inside him said it wouldn't be long before he'd have to draw his sword again.

Author's Note: Sorry if this took a long time. I've been at workin the morning (that means getting up early) and I'm not one who can function without 18 hours of sleep. So... this took a bit longer even though it's relatively short. ANYWAY! Hopefully I'll be able to get the nextstupid chapter up REAL soon. Sorry for making all you folks wait, but you know how busylife can be (and how lazy a sixteen year old girl can be wink)