Blue eyes sparked as they opened, and she found herself stretching like a cat. She purred into her pillow, it was fluffy and warm.
Suddenly, last nights' occurrences came up, and the girl hid under her comforter.
Basically, she was rejected. By the one man that has always had her back as well. What was she going to do?
There was a knock on the door, and the girl groaned.
"Who is it?" She half-whined.
"Ino-chan! It's Tobi!" The girl flustered, hiding deep under the comforter.
"Come in…" She hesitantly said, not exactly knowing if she was letting in Tobi or….Tobi.
"Eh, why is Ino-chan a bug?" The innocent voice made the girl's hidden eyes flat line.
"Cause it's too early." She mumbled, muffled by the fluffy white comforter.
"Ah. I know a way to make Ino-chan wake up!" He happily said. The blonde girl slowly peeked out from under the blankets, still hesitant.
Suddenly, the blanket was yanked from the girls face, and she felt a familiar sensation on her lips.
The girl gasped when he pulled away, and she caught a glimpse of a smooth, sharp, and tan jaw.
"What the hell?!" She hissed, and the man sat on the side of the bed, chuckling in his deep voice.
"Good morning, Ino." He says again, this time in a deep and husky voice. The girl curled up her legs and shot daggers at the man.
"You're so two faced it's sickening." She mumbled to him, throwing a stuffed cat she had on her end table. He caught it, and actually laughed a bit.
"You get good at it after a while." He says lazily, putting an arm behind his head and flopping on the bed. Still messing with the cat absentmindedly, he seemingly turned to the girl. "It woke you up, didn't it?" The girl pouted and turned her head.
"So, when do I get to see what you look like?" She questioned, her curiosity taking over.
"When you give yourself to me." At this the girl flushed at the bluntness, covering the face with the back of her hand.
"As if!" She defended her price, stretching her leg out to kick him. The masked man passively grabbed his rib cage. He turned to his side, putting the cat on her knees in a bored fashion.
"Well I can't just show anyone my face." He said, confusing the girl a bit.
"Why not? Are you a double bag case of something?" She mocked, and saw the man shrug.
"Well, if you let me-"
He was interrupted by the girl pouncing on him, attempting to grab the mask. He easily took both of her wrists, and as she attempted to wiggle her way out of it, she realized the position that she was in.
"While I expected you to give into me, I didn't expect you to do the work." The girl flushed as the man chuckled again, and the girl took note that her legs where on either side of the laying man, and she was currently sitting on his lower abdomen.
"Jerk!" She pouted, getting off of him while he still held tight to her wrist. "I just wanna see your face."
"Maybe another time." He says, and the girl whined.
"To think that I kissed you." The blonde hissed, turning her head away.
"Oh really?" The black haired man sighed, pulling on the girl's wrist and positioning himself on top of her.
"W-what are you doing?! Someone could walk in-"
She was interrupted by lips yet again reaching hers.
Suddenly, all the thoughts of yesterday made the girl suddenly gain amazing strength, and with one thrust she had successfully pushed the man away. She then saw long, thin masculine lips that she had felt. She felt a shiver go down her spine as he fixed his mask a bit slower than he normally would.
"May I ask, what was that?" He questioned in a serious tone. The girl flustered, realizing that the reason why he put the mask on slower was because he was shocked. And irritated.
"I-I don't k-know…" She stuttered. "J-just…please don't…"
"Is there something wrong with taking what's mine?"
The serious question shocked the girl. The man once again tilted the mask to the side, kissing her shocked lips. "Your lips are mine." He then grabbed her hands, and the girl's stomach began to flutter. "Your hands are mine." He then took the back of her neck with his hand, and gently kissed it. "Your neck is mine." The girl shuddered and the touches, and she wanted to badly to say something, but her stomach was going too much. "Your mornings are mine." The girl felt her face burn, leaning against her backboard. This time, she let him kiss her again. "Your evenings, your nights."
Her first hunch was right, this man was dangerous. Insanely. More so than a pile of angry bullet ants.
"T-Tobi…" She whispered, flustered and a bit dazed. "I c-can't think straight." She rubbed her head with the back of her hand. It was then that she heard his quiet laughter.
"So, let your body do the talking." Confused by what he meant, she looked at the man.
"I-I need to get dressed." She changed the subject, looking at her sweatpants and white shirt.
"Nothing's stopping you." Noticing that the man had no intention of leaving, the girl gave an annoyed sigh before going over to her locked closet. The doors where sliding wooden ones that looked expensive to touch. She pulled out white skinny jeans, a light blue mandelle ruffled blouse and blue strap sandals.
The man watched lazily from the bed. He saw the spark of content that she got in her eyes when she's doing something she likes to do. He noticed how she elaborately compared fifty characteristics at once to find what she finds suitable. Once content the girl turned, then noticed the stare, what she guessed was one anyway.
"…what?" She questioned, about ready to go and check over the mirror,
"Nothing." He flopped on his back, "You seem different today."
At this the girl immediately felt a wave of guilt come over her. To be honest she thought that he was bi-polar, which means that he didn't remember. However, that wasn't the case. She didn't know that it would become serious like this…what was she going to do was the question.
"I-It's all in your head." She stuttered and lied, hurrying to the bathroom.
As she opened the door however, she felt someone grab her wrist.
"No, it's not," Suddenly the girl had dropped her clothes as the man used two fingers to tilt the girls head to the side. This caused the girls hair to move and reveal the part of her neck that was previously hidden. Confused, the girl blinked as she suddenly felt the grip on her hand grow considerably tight.
"You have a hickey, Ino."
The coldness of the voice shocked the girl, and the blond quickly covered her neck with her hand.
"It's none of your business!" She snapped, too flustered to look at the towering man. "You can't just kiss me and assume that-"
Lips crashed to hers, and she suddenly forgot all her anger. She flushed as she was pressed against the wall, and the masked man pulled off a bit.
"It is my business, because you are mine." The voice was deep and caused the girls stomach to do flips. He put his hand up to the bruised part of her neck. "Who ever gave you this, I assure you that they will know better than to mess with you."
"T-Tobi…please…" The flustered girl pleaded. "He's important to me…" The girl gasped audibly when she felt the tingle of a hand on the girl's bare stomach as he went under her shirt.
"This man," He began to question, looking at the blondes conflicted face as he moved his hand to her bare back. "How important is he?"
"Very." The girl didn't hesitate for a second, and this caused the man to tighten his grip on the small of her back.
"How do you expect me to react to this?" He questioned, the serious tone not fading as the girl shook her head.
"I never said that I was yours!" She flustered, shaking her head defiantly. "I barely met you a couple of days ago!"
Suddenly, the girl found herself on top of the bed again, her mind went dizzy for a minute as she felt her lips pressed down and a hand travel up her shirt.
"That isn't what matters." He said, leaning on top of her, and the girl shook her head.
"N-no, I don't even know what you look like. I don't know anything about you-" She felt a tongue run over her neck.
"This man, do you know him well?" He didn't ask who he was, but she knew that he was going to find out either way.
"Y-yes," She stuttered. "He k-knows almost everything about me…and I know him very well. E-enough to know that he would have done this if he…" 'Loves me?' The girl thought in shock, soon denying it. She knew almost everything about the man. Enough to know that he doesn't feel anything of that nature with her, he was probably drunk yesterday, after all, he wasn't acting his normal self.
"You seem to think different." He said, shocking the girl. "It seems that he doesn't know what he wants." She was about ready to defend him, then felt lips on her neck again. "But I do." The voice made the girl shiver, and she felt like she wanted to push the man away, but he had other plans. Pushing gently on her shoulder, he captured her lips again.
"You want to see my face, but yet I haven't seen yours."
The sentence shocked the girl, and she blinked in confusion.
"W-what are you t-talking about?" She questioned, her normal self coming back as he lifted himself up.
"You want to see what's under my mask, but yet no one knows what's under yours." Beginning to understand the man's words, the girl scowled and curled her fist.
"We are all entitled to our secrets." She justified, her voice a bit lower than normal.
"You say that, but you insist on learning everything about anyone else." At this the girl made a low growl, abruptly standing up and picking up her belongings.
"No one asked you, you're the one that's in my business." She hissed, "No one said I was yours." Slamming the door behind her, she left the man sitting there.
She cautiously opened the door after a long shower. Making sure that she saw no sign of the masked man, she then left her room.
Okay guys, Tbh here I don't really like any of this part of the stories older counterparts, and I may eventually rewrite it but I'm rather lazy since it would basically change the story completely, so while I hope you enjoy I swear the writing gets better about 25k words in.