He chuckled and sat back and reached out his hand and cupped her cheek. She twitched and looked at him as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to her skin, licking the curve of her cheek as she gripped his wrist and tipped her head to the side a bit. He was so gentle, his touch tender, his kisses drugging, robbing her of her reason and her breath as he said. "I'm kind of crazy too..." He said as he kissed her lips, his tongue licking along her lower lip, needing her to open up for him.
And it was true, he was sort of crazy but only for her.
Always for her.
-oooOooo-
Uzu lay on the bed panting, her ever breath ripped from her throat as her eyes flickered to Kakashi's silver hair as she felt his tongue slid deep before retreating again. Her fingers gripped the sheets as he slid his hands along her slender legs. "K-ah! Kashi, stop... Please." Uzu begged as she shuttered.
His eyes flickered to her face as he lifted his head a bit and licked his lips, loving the taste of her juices on his tongue. "Do you really want me too?" He asked curiously as he slipped a hand between her legs to stroke her in place of his tongue. She gasped and twitched as his fingers brushed her clit.
"Y-yes... Stop." She sobbed and he reluctantly removed his hand from her and kissed the inside of one knee then the other before lowering them from his shoulders. It had been hours since she had punched him and he figured that she had more or less taken her punishment so it was fine to stop tormenting her for the time being. Besides, her body had to be sore by now. Really sore.
He lay down next to her and pulled her smaller body against his own. "Are you alright?" He asked gently as he kissed her sweat damp forehead. She made a soft moaning sound and closed her eyes. This was not what she had had in mind when she had said that she was willing to give them a try.
What she had meant was that she wanted to try dating him, seeing if they really suite each other. Learn his likes, dislikes, dreams and goals outside of work, when it was just the two of them. She had never fallen in love before, wasn't even sure if she was capable of sharing herself in such a way. But she wanted to try. His persistence had worn her resistance down, and Kakashi himself ad managed to worm his way under her skin and into her heart.
The seeds were there, deep inside of her, nestled in her heart. They just needed some nurturing. "Yeah..." She finally rasped, her voice weak and husky from sceaming for so long. His lips curled up in a smile as he finger combed her soft blond hair.
"Are you hungry? Do you need anything?" Kakashi asked feeling a little guilty that his stamina was so hard on her body.
She made a humming sound and settled her head on the hollow of his shoulder and murmured. "Sleep. Tired." He nodded his head slightly and lay perfectly still until he was sure that she was sound asleep before carefully slipping out of bed and going out of the window so that he could get he some clothes, food, and what ever else she might need once she woke up.
-oooOooo-
Uzu stirred form her sleep several hours later and turned over, her hand automatically moving to the place where Kakashi's body should have been and frowned when she found the place he had lain empty and cold. Where is Kakashi? She wondered as she pushed herself up right and looked around the room. There were some clothes on the dresser across the room and a tray of food wrapped in surran wrap on the table next to the bed with one perfect blood red rose and a small note.
She reached out and clicked on the bed side lamp and blinked at the sudden brightness that filled the room and picked up the note.
Lily,
Couldn't trust myself to let you rest so I left.
You have food and clothes, hopefully that is all you'll need when you wake up.
Sorry that I was so rough with you. If you'll let me, I'll make it up to you tomorrow.
Meet me at the bridge at eleven o'clock on the dot.
I won't be late.
I wouldn't miss taking you on a proper date for anything in the world.
I love you. Rest well. And dream sweet dreams.
Kakashi Hatake
Uzu reread the note and blinked in shock. He was taking her on a date tomorrow? He wouldn't be late? But that wasn't what shocked her the most. It was the small three word sentence. The one that made her world tilt on it's axises. The one that turned her insides to mush. I love you. Such simple words, yet they held so much power. I love you.
She was suddenly feeling scared, but for another reason than usual. The question nagging at her mind suddenly wasn't 'What if this doesn't work?' now the question tugging at her heart strings and her mind was, 'What if this relationship did work?'
What would she do then?
