Warning: There is a lemony part near the end, which I will clearly mark, so, ya know...ya don't like it, don't read it. Plus, it's my first lemon cuz SOMEONE -coughNeverLookBackSamuraicough- made me write it for her own fun. It won't affect the story whether you read it or not.
"Why haven't you healed her yet!?" The jounin nearly pounced on the Sannin but was restrained by Kakashi from the back with his lightning reflexes. He struggled against the confinement and pulled forward, not getting very far.
"Gen…ma…" Riku turned her head to the side, watching him fight against Kakashi through the slits of her eyes. Her chest rose and fell barely an inch and at a very quick pace. Her desire to take in so much more air was overcome by the massive pain in her chest, not letting her say much at once. Weakness. She hated it. "Pl…please just…shut…up…and relax…"
He froze and his shoulders slumped, letting Kakashi pull him back and into a chair.
"It's just rules. Because she's not in immediate danger, we can't do anything without her consent…or until she becomes unconscious. Riku?" Tsunade turned back to look down at Riku who appeared to be sleeping, though she opened her eyes a little when her name was spoken. "Why?"
"I didn't…want to…get caught. If they didn't find me…they wouldn't come…here."
"So you're just going to let it kill you. How are you going protect your vow if you're dead?"
Riku barely took a breath to speak, but still winced, "Can't…you just heal me…and go on your way?"
"I have to unseal your chakra. Even if I do heal you, they're just going to break again. That pressure is only going to get stronger and eventually crush your insides."
Riku scanned the faces of the room, reluctantly lingering on Genma's for just a moment longer. "Fine…"
With a sweep of her arm behind her, everyone followed Tsunade's signal and quickly filed out of the room except for Sakura and Shizune, though they all hung as close to the door as possible. Stringing a series of hand signs together, blue flames of chakra flared from her fingertips and with a cleansing breath, thrust her hand onto the outer ring of black.
The air was knocked out of her with a horrible pain exploding in her ribs, accompanied by a yell of agony held in for four years.
The sound sent shivers through the people's spines, raising goose bumps and the hair on the back of their necks. As the chakra flames extinguished, they all felt an intense pressure press on them from above, strong enough that they couldn't inhale for that second. The only one that appeared to be fine was Tsunade.
"Phew…that's some pressure you've been holding in. No wonder your bones were snapping." The blonde's hands flamed once more with a nice light green and hovered half an inch above her patient's body, skillfully re-piecing her ribs and speeding up the process for the lung with as little pain as possible, enough that she'll be able to breathe normally. Unfortunately for Riku and the others, the process ended up taking two hours.
"Alright, a few days of rest, or since it is you, non-aggressive activity, and you should be good as new. I set the bones and healed those most of the way, and your lung is pretty good for the meantime. It'll heal on its own in the next few hours or so." Tsunade ordered on her way out the door, "Kakashi, please come with me and sign some papers for her. Sakura and the rest of you go back to work."
"I'll see you later, sempai." Sakura held the door for the Sannin, closing it when the other nurses had filed out as well.
Kakashi and Tsunade headed down the hall towards the main lobby side by side, the hospital unusually quiet now that the matter was settled. "So what do you need signed?"
"Nothing, I lied."
The desire…no, more like a need…for her to just look at him was burning at his insides. Genma held this want in quietly, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed casually. His eyes bore a hole in her profile and watched her stare out the window to her right. He was close to yelling out his excuses and reasons, anything to explain the awkward situation that might possibly have destroyed everything with her up till now, but his wish came true when her gaze fell upon him, though he dreadfully regretted it. All he saw was hurt, confusion, maybe some underlying hate. Everything he saw last night on the street. Everything he had promised to never cause. He reluctantly glanced away, something he probably shouldn't have done, and put his hand on the door handle. "…I'll go get you something to drink…"
He scanned through the two rows of lit up drinks in the machine while he inserted a few coins, stopping to press the button for a tall bottle of tea. He repeated and retrieved the two bottles from the slot at the bottom, leaning against the machine for a moment with a sigh. His hands knocked the containers together a few times as he sifted through his muddled thoughts and a groan set deep in his throat, the angry voice in him scolding and mocking. With a knock on the lighted face of the machine, Genma pushed off and slowly headed down the hall towards the room. Several nurses passed by, giving him some interesting looks that easily went unnoticed from his preoccupied attention. The only person that budged his concentration was, of course, a girl, but as he looked up, his mouth turned down into a sharp frown, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Mai. "What are you doing here?"
Mai winced at the menacing tone and fiddled with the ties on the end of the white scarf she wore most of the time. "I-I just came to see if you were alright…" She said in a low voice, much quieter than that of the man she now faced.
"I don't really need this right now." Genma said in a strained, forced under control voice, knowing that getting mad at the woman before him now wasn't going to help anything. "Just…just don't worry and I'll…call you later, ok?" He nodded when she did and watched her leave before continuing down the hall back to the room.
He laid his hand on the door handle, more hesitant than he was comfortable with, and sucked in a breath as he entered the room. The first thing that caught his attention was the light, cool breeze blowing against his face and then half the sheets hanging off the bed. His feet acted on instinct to rush in and took a quick scan around him, urgency rising at lightning speed. Out of his throat escaped a groan and he pitched one of the bottles against the wall, loud clanks boomed with everything it fell upon, eventually rolling off the edge of the side table. Following right after it was a very light tink and it took his attention away from the situation at hand for a moment, his eyes trying to make out a small object the sun was reflecting off of. Picking it up, he stared at it with his eyebrows knitted together and finally pocketed the silver ring in his chuunin vest with a sigh. No matter the reason for it, he leapt out the window just the same, hoping she wasn't too far with such injuries.
Huff…huff…huff… Riku never did listen to Tsunade's advice, especially not of 'non-aggressive activities' kind and she wasn't going to start now. She faltered on the circular roof of the ninja academy in front of Hokage Rock, the young genin-to-be hardly into their first class of the day. With her hand against the railing, she bent over with her other arm curled loosely around her rib cage, feeling the dull pain that had kept prodding at her on her way from the hospital. "This…is pathetic…" She muttered and tried to catch her breath as her vision slowly blurred in and out of focus, then…nothing.
…Riku…?
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There was one sense she relied on the most when she woke up, which she assumed most people did as well: Smell. She didn't know where she was, though the faint scent that hung in the air and the warmth that wrapped her body brought memories back. It was the mix of soap, shampoo, and of the one person she knew so well. At least she thought she did. The quiet, muffled sound of the shower water pounding against the ceramic tub crept out from underneath the door and Riku slowly opened her eyes, taking in the room lit dimly by a small light from behind her. It cast a large shadow of her against the wall she faced with a large window closed off by white mesh curtains. Apparently, it was nighttime from the looks of it… I was out all day…
The two stayed like that for a few seconds until he spoke up with a calm, low voice. "Are you feeling alright?"
She narrowed her eyes a little, her mind having an amusing thought in the midst of all this conflict, Ah, still comes out the shower without a shirt on, eh? She shook off the thought and without warning, slipped out from under the comforter and off the other side of the bed as fast as she could with her lack of strength.
He quickly stood up and rounded the large furniture to the door where she was already pulling at the door, his hand closing it once more through reflexes. He held his hand there with her between him and the door, her back to him.
Riku's hand slid off the doorknob and stood there in silence until he said in the same low voice, "What do you want me to say?"
"An answer. Genma, I'm sick of all this. I'm tired of all these ups and downs..." Riku turned around and looked up at him with her eyebrows knitted, "I know it was my fault for not coming back but…" She sighing, getting the churning feeling of being backed into a corner.
"What do you want from me? I will beg for forgiveness right now if that's what you want, I will get down on my knees…" He said, desperation set deep in his eyes.
Riku clenched her teeth and put her hands on either side of her head, hunching over and feeling more cornered than ever before. Like a rabbit and fox. "Please…stop it…"
"Riku, please, tell me what I need to do!" Genma asked with an immense amount of strain in such a low whisper. He put his other hand up against the door with his fingers pressed so hard it appeared as if they could dig straight into the protected wood.
"Genma!" She shot out and slowly released the clutch she had on her head, looking up at the same speed to see a surprised, but very stressed face. Quickly, she pushed him back away from her, but not without feeling a strange sensation at the tip of her fingers during the split second they touched his skin. She let her head fall back onto the door and took a deep breath, taking in the extra space she had now. "I promised you I would come back that day in the hideout, didn't I? You didn't believe me?"
"Of course I believed it! I'm sorry! But Riku, I waited for you at that front gate for two years! I just wanted to stop worrying for a little bit and take a break, ok?! I swear to god, I never did anything with those women; I wouldn't even forgive myself if I did! Please, you need to believe me."
She continued to stare up at the ceiling past the top of his head, feeling tears welling up in her closed eyes. Her hand slid out from behind her and the door was slowly pulled open. Without a backwards glance she vanished behind it with the click of the latch as it shut.
He ran both his hands through his hair and sighed, resting his forehead on the wood panel. With a strong jerk, he opened the door once more, despite the overly-tortured hinges, and was about to run out the apartment to sort all this out when lips suddenly joined with his, arms wrapping around his neck. His hand cupped around her neck and cheek, deepening the kiss, never wanting to let go.
In a matter of seconds, woman's cargo pants and tank top were flung to the floor carelessly as Genma hitched Riku's legs around his waist, her back pushed against the wall, the kiss only broken when they ran out of air. By the time they really did separate without going straight back to it, they were both on the bed with her on top, something she always prefers. "This is gonna be some sweet payback." With that said, she made her way down his body, placing kisses over his chest and abs as she undid the button of his pants. She smiled and captured the silver zipper in between her teeth, slowly pulling it down at a mean pace. She could see the frustration of being teased in his expression and smiled even more around his zipper.
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If only payback went her way. As usual, Genma ended up putting her into submission so easily, her body now being tortured how he saw fit. He had two fingers in her mouth, feeling the stickiness of his first release of the night, holding her still on the bed while he stared into her lust-filled eyes and his other hand went to work, fast. "And what were you saying about payback?" He smiled at her needing moans as he played with her nipple, the other one getting similar service from his teeth. When the two were at their peaks, he freed both his hands and lowered to look straight at her core, his tongue running along her moist folds. Her legs instinctively tried to close, but his hands on either of her inner thighs locked them apart. Giving up, she rode the waves of pleasure with every sharp breath she took, only to let them out in a drawn out groan when his tongue pushed further into the cavern of heat.
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Riku couldn't help but grip either side of the pillow she rested on as her back lifted just a little off the sheets, her hips rocking against him to feel his manhood thrust deeper and deeper every time, bringing her closer to the edge. Her hands let go of the pillow and hung onto his back, crying out her moans into his shoulder as he hit the right spot with each plunge. By now, she was almost tipping over the edge, and by the sounds coming from him, he was as well. "Ah…I…I can't hold on anymore…" At that moment, pleasure washed over her in an orgasm. As her inner walls tightened around his cock, he released his hot seed into her and gently lowered her back onto the bed as he pulled out of her. The sound of their heavy breathing resounded as a duet through the now silent room, followed by the creak of the bed when he lay down next to her and pulled her into his arms. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and covered them with the sheets. "So you forgive me?"
Riku smiled with her eyes closed, giving him a kiss on his chest. "We'll talk in the morning."
There ya go, my sad attempt at a lemon....