"You had better have a good explanation…" Her eyes landed on the man sitting eating a crepe with a great deal of zeal.
He looked at her and said something completely foreign. Carrie just stared wide eyed at the man.
"What the hell did he just say?" Andrea smiled.
"He wanted to offer you breakfast but, he said you can't have any crepes because you called to early." She blushed. Carrie raised a brow.
"Why is it that I'm not sure you translated that completely." She frowned at him. "Wait." She walked over and touched his hair. "Umm. Now would be a good time to explain why or maybe the better word would be how." He frowned and pulled away from her hand that was trying to push his untamable hair down.
"Would you ask her to stop that please?" Andrea sighed.
"Would you quit, that is very annoying." Carrie pulled away.
"Sorry…" She just looked at him. "He really is hot. Do I even want to know how this is….wait. So when you told me last year that you met a man named Sasuke you really meant Sasuke." She started laughing. She had to hold his chair and laugh.
"I think it's too much for this friend. She seems to have lost her mind." Andrea sighed.
"Just give her a moment." He frowned and looked over his shoulder at the woman who seemed to be near a seizure.
She did finally stop. "I have to see something." She looked at him waiting. She waved at him. He just stared at her with a frown.
"What exactly is she waiting for?" He asked raising an imperious brow.
"I believe she is waiting for you to do something impossible." His brow furrowed. "Here, something impossible here."
"Why can't you do that. I'm starting to feel like a dancing bear." He frowned. "All those damn pictures have you looked at some of them. Some of them have me and Sakura in very compromising moments. Moments that never happened, then there are the people who seem to think that since I was not sleeping with every woman I knew I must have been in love with Naruto."
She couldn't help it she laughed. "Honey they think you are fictional and they never show your personal life in the Manga so how are they supposed to know." He glared.
'I do not act like a homosexual." He snapped. She just sighed and waited for him to calm down. He finally stood up and made the chidori he was angry it was easy for him. She just sat down heavily.
"Well I'll be damned." She just sat there for a while looking at him.
"She is looking at me like she thinks I'm going to disappear." Andrea smiled.
"I thought the same thing. If you remember correctly." He looked at her and smiled.
"You thought I was a dream." He stood and walked to the window. "I am tired of this room. When can we go outside?"
"Anytime you want to honey. I'm not trying to keep you here. Honestly I was enjoying having you to myself but, I suppose it doesn't really seem that way now. The van is still down the street but, they've been instructed to only listen not engage." Carrie watched the exchange and smiled.
"He can't understand English well at all yet can he." Andrea nodded.
She grinned. "Okay, then tell me what's he like I mean I know you've done it. I'm pretty sure you were doing it this morning when I called. That's what he was really complaining about right." Andrea paled then turned bright red.
Sasuke looked at her and frowned at her discomfort. "What is she asking you?"
"It's nothing she's just taking advantage that's all." She rolled her eyes at her friend.
"I am not telling you that."
"Why not. Come on. I want one. Hey I like Kiba can you get me one of those. I'd be real nice to him. Real nice." She smiled.
"What is she talking about Kiba for. Not that I care. He's crass and loud." Andrea closed her eyes and laughed softly.
"This is unbelievable." Carrie frowned.
"I hate it when you do that. I think you're talking about me." Andrea looked at her and raised her brows.
"I said this is unbelievable."
'Well I agree with that but, here we are." She looked at him and smiled. "You need to dress him. I never did get the skirt thing with the rope and the sandals are going to have to go. And, how about we cut his hair."
"Over my dead body." Andrea snapped and moved to his side. "No one is touching his hair. I draw the line at that."
"What in the world are you hens clucking about?" He leaned back and looked down at her. She looked at him and smiled.
"We were discussing the fact that you need new clothes. She isn't fond of these." She slid her hands over his shoulders.
"I could care less what she thinks but, I suppose she is right I must dress for your world.
She gently pulled his face down and, kissed his forehead. "We are not cutting this hair. I love this hair."
"Fine." Carrie rolled her eyes. "You are such a strange woman. But, I think it works for you. Come on we can go to my boutique here and find anything you want I have some great stuff he would like I've even got stuff with a collar like that." She sighed. Is he going to want that damn clan symbol on everything. I can't say that's a good idea." Andrea frowned.
"We'll figure out something." She smiled and kissed him lightly.
"Are we leaving?" She looked at him and her heart jumped.
"Yes but, I'm afraid the sword has to stay." He frowned.
She looked a his discomfort and smiled. She pulled out a scroll she carried several with her all the time so some had come home with her as well. This was a sealing scroll she unrolled it and set the blade on it then used her chakra to seal it and handed him the scroll. "Now you will have it but, we don't have to carry it." He sighed but, nodded.
Carrie grinned. "I'll go and get the car." She trotted out the door.
Sasuke stepped closer and Andrea backed up. "What did she ask you?" She looked at him and backed away. He just followed her step for step.
"You don't want to know." She muttered.
He slid his hands up the wall caging her in where she had stopped. "I really do." She looked at him and her heart raced.
"She asked about our love life." He raised a brow.
"What did you tell her?" He smiled slowly. His lips hovered over hers.
"Nothing I told her she was crazy for asking." He just held her gaze for a moment then his lips fell on hers demanding forceful. She sighed.
"Hey I need the keys." Carrie froze as she saw her friend of almost ten years a woman that she had never seen let a man touch her and she was being kissed…well while pinned against a wall. Carrie just cleared her throat. Sasuke looked at her and his eyes spun. She gasped even though at this point it shouldn't really surprise her. He stared at her and she felt the world go black.
She opened her eyes and a very flushed but, smiling Andrea patted her hand. "Are you alright?"
Carrie sat up and frowned at the man that stood several feet away a relaxed and smug smile on his face. "Hell no. He made me pass out didn't he?"
"Maybe." She looked away.
"Maybe my ass and basing on the look on your face I would say that he did it for a reason." Andrea laughed. She just helped her up and continued to laugh.
"You left me on the floor, the door is wide open for crying out loud. What if a maid came." Andrea shrugged.
"She probably would have been beside you. He is not opposed to using his powers when he wants to." She turned back to him and Carrie suddenly felt like she was having an out of body experience. She realized in that moment that never in a million years should this have been possible but, somehow it was because someone some higher power realized that this man is probably the only man she could have given herself too and he can protect her. Carrie smiled at him and they headed out the door.
"What is this?" Andrea looked at her car and smiled.
"This is the Jaguar XR7." He looked at the car and then smiled.
"It's beautiful." She grinned at him.
"Wait till you feel what it can do. Later after we get you some clothes we'll drop off Carrie and I'll take you for a ride. A real one." She got in and leaned over opening the door for him. "Come on you ride in here. You've been in things similar to this just not this. He nodded and slid into the seat. He looked at her and his eyes were bright. He was excited. She was too, he was probably feeding off of her. She knew he was going to like this.
Carrie got in the back and frowned at them. "You are not going to play Indy until we get to the shop are you?" Andrea looked back at her and smiled.
"No we'll wait till later to do that." She turned on the car and it purred to life. He listened and looked at her." They moved through the city smoothly. She pulled up in front of Carrie's a pretty little shop on Rodeo drive." They stepped in the door and the ladies ran forward and grabbed him towing him off toward the men's section. He looked at her frowning she just followed and smiled. He sighed and allowed it to happen right up until they started to remove his clothing. He snarled and pulled away.
Carrie rolled her eyes. Andrea was frowning darkly. She looked at the women who suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Carrie stepped forward. "Oh for God's sake they are just taking off his shirt they weren't exactly stripping him."
'We aren't exactly touchy feely people either. Just show us the clothes I'm sure he can put them on. He can get a dressing room right? You do have those?"
"Ugh yes of course I do. It's a shirt for Christ's sake. Fine." She frowned and had the girls run to get shirts. "He wore a shirt that he purposely could take off this is ridiculous."
"He was upset about them undressing him not you seeing him without a shirt on." Andrea laughed. "Just bring some damn shirts." She looked up at him and smiled. "Do you think you'll be alright here? I need to go and check on something." He looked at her and narrowed his eyes.
"You are leaving me alone with that woman she just tried to have me stripped." He looked pained.
"She is just used to more agreeable shoppers that's all." She slid her hands up his chest and leaned up to kiss him. He buried his hands in her hair and kissed her until she was trembling and breathless. The women were all just standing there staring at them. "Umm. I'll be back in a little while." She blushed red.
He nodded. "Alright but, you'll pay for this later." She flushed and shook. He smiled slowly and let her go. She turned quickly and rushed out the door.
Carrie looked at the two girls. Amy was still just staring at him. "He's Japanese?"
"Sort of." Carrie offered.
Melinda just sighed. "I don't think I've ever been kissed like that." Carrie smiled.
"Let's just get him out of that stupid skirt thing and those damn sandals." They moved around him like a whirlwind. He felt like he was being attacked almost. They would dress him and he would look in the mirror and frown or he would nod.
He liked slacks they were comfortable. He did not like jeans the material was heavy and it constricted movement. The shirts were nice. By the time Andrea floated back in he had found several different outfits. She walked in on him in a pair of black slacks and a white pull over with a high collar and long sleeves. He didn't want to take off the arm bands but, they insisted.
They were working on shoes and he was frowning. He looked at her. "I do not like shoes." He scowled at the constricting things on his feet. She was just gazing at him her eyes warm. He was so beautiful and he was hers.
"Tell him that he can't wear sandals everywhere he goes. It's just very lame." She sighed knelt down in front of him.
She glanced at Carrie and smiled. "I am not the one to ask. I wouldn't care if he wore his other clothes forever I liked them." She shrugged.
"Come on." She looked at what she had chosen and frowned they were all trendy hard leather. She shook her head.
"Get him something soft and flexible. He isn't used to having his feet bound up." Amy ran off to do as asked.
She came back with a soft pair of loafers. He tried them on and flexed his toes. "I can at least stand these." He sighed.
"Good." She stood and touched his face softly. "I love you." He sighed heavily and stood. She turned to Carrie. He slid his hands into hers. "I need to pay for these." Carrie shook her head.
"Don't insult me. Just go and show him the damn car." She sighed. "You are impossible. This is insane." She just shook her head. Andrea grinned and led him out the door.
He watched her as she drove out of the huge city. He let his eyes spin and watched her drive the machine. He should be able to mimic this soon. "I'm going to go down Highway One I want you to learn to do this and I know you'll want to when you see what a car can do."
"I can run faster than a car." She smiled.
"Not this one." She hit the highway and let her go. He sat back and watched as the world flew by. He raised a brow and watched as she slid around curves in the road at dangerous speeds. By the time she pulled into a quiet park and stopped. They had driven for a couple hours. She stepped out of the car and he was at her side. He looked down at her and she could tell his emotions were high. He picked her up and set her on the trunk. "How do you do this to me?" He whispered. "I…can't think." He slid her forward smiling at the soft loose dress she wore. "I am going to make love to you right now." He whispered to her. "I can't help myself." He nibbled at her ear. "God I want you." He slid his finger under the strap on the dress and slid it free. His lips replacing his fingers. She fell back as he moved lower over her and slid his hand over her breast. "Do you think the FBI is still following you?" He kissed the edge of her mouth.
"Probably…" She rasped huskily. He sighed unhappily and slid the strap back. She leaned her head on his shoulder. "I don't care." She moaned softly. He laughed.
"I refuse to allow strangers to look at the woman I want to spend my life with." She stopped and pulled her head back. She looked at him. He just watched her his dark eyes warm. "What…is it that hard to believe?"
She shook her head slowly. Then she nodded. "I don't feel good enough suddenly." She watched him and looked away. He smiled.
"I love you desperately." He kissed her forehead. "You are having my child." She frowned. Her eyes met his. He smiled. "You didn't realize did you." She shook her head. "I have known but, it's because of your chakra I sensed the difference. You could too if you looked I'm sure."
She hit him. "Why didn't you say anything?" He smiled.
"I was waiting for you to tell me." He sighed. "I thought maybe you were nervous."
"I…" The tears gathered and she wrapped her arms around him. "I can't believe this."
"You can't." He frowned. "We haven't exactly been careful."
"Well no but, I wasn't supposed to be able to have children. I was…too messed up inside." She looked at the ground. "They all said that I was hurt too badly." He closed his eyes and the pain washed over his face and was then replaced with fury.
She watched him and waited for him to calm down. He did slowly. "I'm okay." He whispered. "I'm livid but, I'm in control." She kissed him gently.
"I'm so happy I don't want to think about that." He nodded and smiled a little. He looked at her and his face was fierce.
"Marry me." She looked at him and smiled. He just held her face. "Tell me you'll marry me. I want to know that you are mine forever no matter where we are. I want to marry you. You still marry right." She laughed and nodded.
"Yes we marry." He tried to pull her close but, she shook her head. "Wait I wanted to give you something. I had it made for you so you can still wear you clan symbol all the time but, it doesn't have to be on your clothes which is a little strange in my world." He watched her with fathomless black eyes, as she handed him a box. It was small. A jewelry box, he opened it still wondering what this was about he stopped his eyes blurring. It took a few seconds to contain his emotions. It appeared to be gold a ring. It had his clan symbol in two different kinds of stone, red and white on a blue field. He just stared at it. His body tense. No one had ever been like this with him. Never had anyone known what he needed like this woman did. She knew it would hurt him to not have some way to keep his clan in the forefront of his heart. She took it from the box and slid it over his finger. It fit perfectly, she smiled a little and curled his fingers. She pulled his hand to her face and rubbed against it then kissed his knuckles. He smiled at her and pulled her into his arms. She just held onto him. They stayed like that for a long time. This woman was more than he could have ever imagined.
They left without a word and he drove them back to the city. With his eyes his reaction time was incredible he could drive better than her. "Do you want to go back to the hotel?"
"No just head east. We are heading home. We have to see my sensei, we need an identity for you. We will be able to do that through him. You can be from Japan." He nodded and headed down the freeway she had called it.
"What do you mean she left?" The men shrugged.
"We were following her but then he started driving and we couldn't keep up sir. He drives better than anyone we've ever seen. We just couldn't keep up they lost us." Burwell sighed.
"Well what did you get on the tapes." The men frowned.
"Sir they're in Japanese." Burwell frowned. He looked around his office and spotted Yamato. He waved him over.
Yamato came forward and looked at the men. "What."
"You speak Japanese right?"
He nodded. "Here translate this." Yamato took the headphones and put them on. He listened and frowned. "They are talking about a sword and something about fantasy then there is some…." He frowned. "Some interaction." Burwell sighed.
"So they had sex." Yamato shook his head.
"No I believe it was interrupted. It appears they are frustrated. I won't translate the English with Agent Carter. The Japanese male is quiet through most of it. Carter leaves then they talk about our van being down the street." He listens for a few more minutes. He laughed softly. "Well they have a sense of humor."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Yamato raised his hands.
'You wanted me to translate. I told you what they said and he decided if we were listening there might as well be something to listen to. She does say his name; several times." He snickered again. "Sasuke."
"What does that mean?" Yamato raised his brow.
"It's a name Sir actually it means noble helper. In other words hero." He sighed. "Sorry Sir there really isn't anything criminal on this; is there anything else. Other than her communications with Carter I don't see where this helps at all. The other tapes is just him asking her to marry him. There is nothing criminal on this. Are you sure she killed those two men I mean she doesn't exactly look the type." Burwell frowned.
"Damn it. Where the hell is Carter?" They all shrugged. "I'll have his badge for this."
"I don't think so. I think you'll be giving me a commendation." Burwell turned and scowled. "When you see who El Morte is you'll kick yourself in the ass because we had him last year and we let him go." He handed him the envelope. "What is that?" He looked at a young agent that was listening to a tape. "It's the tape from the hotel room." Burwell dismissed it.
"Why is he listening to it if Yamato said there was nothing on it?" They snickered. He frowned and snatched the ear phones. He put them to his ears and turned red. "What the hell is wrong with you people this is Jack's daughter we're talking about here." He shook his head and turned the tape off. They all frowned realizing he was right.
She stretched and yawned. She was in his arms. "Oh are we stopping?" He smiled at her soft words.
"You were exhausted. I got a hotel room we are here for the night." She nodded and leaned into him. He carried her to the bed and laid her down she pulled the pillow under her head and smiled.
"I am tired. How far along do you think I am." She sighed and closed her eyes.
"At least two months." He grinned. "I noticed a change in your chakra after you returned."
"Oh." She blushed. "So it would have been that first night then." He nodded. "That was a very nice night."
He looked at her and smiled. "Yes it was."
He took off his clothes and hers. She smiled a little lazily at him. He kissed her gently. His lips were soft and sweet. But, that wasn't really what she wanted as soon as she thought of that moment when he had seen her for the first time in over a year. He leaned back and looked at her. Her eyes were bright and dark. She licked her lips. Hmm. That was interesting.
He took her hand and pulled it to his lips kissing each finger. She sighed and her other hand slid down his body and touched him. He sucked in a breath as she slowly stroked him.
He closed his eyes and fell back to the bed. He gasped as her mouth replaced her hand. He slid a hand up between her thighs and touched her. She moaned over him and he growled. He picked her up and pulled her over him where he could taste her and she cried out around him. She began her assault again with renewed vigor. Whimpering as she came close to her end but, he was close too.
He rolled up and slammed her over and down onto the bed in one swift motion She lay on her stomach moaning. He smiled down at her picking up her hips and ran his length against her. She pushed back into him. The bed they were in had a huge head board. He took her hands lacing their fingers and slid them over the head board. "Hold on." He whispered. She complied on shaky knees. She was so close and he had left her teetering on the edge. He ran his length against her again. She took her hands away and was going to move and he took her hands and put them back. She whined. "What are you doing to me?"
His lips pulled at her ear a soft laugh slipped out making her shiver again. "I told you I'd make you pay for leaving me with your friend." He slid his hands around her and touched her breasts holding them, teasing them. "I intend to drive you mad." He nibbled at her shoulder. "I am really enjoying myself so far."
She moaned brokenly as his hands moved lower pressing her backside against him touching her everywhere but, where she needed him to touch her. He pulled her face back and kissed her. She reached for him but he just returned her hands to the head board gently admonishing her for moving. She growled.
She was getting very frustrated with him. He was really enjoying this it was torture but, it was wonderful. He loved her and he wanted to prove it to her in every possible way. He slid her long hair over one shoulder so he could see her. She was beautiful but, soon her body would change with his child and he would watch it every single moment. Hold it in his mind. He finally couldn't take it anymore. He slid into her and moaned himself. She cried out and climaxed around him. He groaned into her hair from the feeling. He held onto his control by a thread. He slid away and thrust forward making her grip the headboard and slam it into the wall. He looked at the wall and wondered what the people on the other side would think. He slid his hands over her arms and held the bed as he pounded into her. She dropped her head and whispered soft words he didn't understand. Her fingers clasped his as she was nearing her end then without any warning at all she slid away from him and off the bed. He frowned. He looked at her and she gasped but, smiled. "What's fair is fair." She laughed and backed away her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. His was too he could feel it. He had taken her to the brink and then teased her until she was begging. She had decided to repay him in kind by leaving him when he was at his end. He leaned back and looked at her. He raised a brow slowly. "Come here."
She shook her head. "You come here."
He was at her in a moment. "If you insist." He said huskily.
He grabbed her before she could get away and they hit the ground. She looked up at him and smiled. "Gotcha."
He smiled and flopped her on her stomach. "I think that should be my line." He took her hips and thrust into her roughly making her gasp. She shook from his intrusion so deep inside her. He pulled away and slid back in slowly always stopping as deeply as he could and rolling against her. Then out and back but, never the driving that would end it for them both. She pushed back against him but, he held her tight she couldn't move. He was too strong. He leaned over and caught her ear between his teeth. "Have you had enough."
"Never." She breathed. He laughed softly and kissed her nape. He pulled out and drove into her. His hand moved around touching her. She threw her head back and screamed. He wrapped her hair around his hand and held her as he thrust into her one last time and felt himself pour into her. He groaned low and fell over her. His hands falling beside hers. He took deep breaths and tried to control his emotions they were overflowing. He wanted to weep and scream at the same time. It was the most heady feeling he'd ever had. He had just made love to the mother of his child. The woman he would marry and spend the rest of his life with. "I love you so much it hurts." He whispered kissing her cheek.
She fell down and flopped over. He looked down into her face and smiled softly. "I love you too."
"We are going to be parents." She touched his face. "You are going to be such a great father."
He watched her and smiled a little nervously. "Do you really think so?" He actually looked a little worried.
"Of course." She pulled his face down and kissed him. "Who cares more about family than you do."
He rolled his eyes. "Thank you for that it was helpful."
"I try. But, now I think we may want a shower. It's not really clean down here." She looked at the floor. He nodded and pulled her up into his arms. "Well you better enjoy this now when I'm huge pregnant you won't be able to carry me like this."
He looked at her and raised a brow. "I could still carry you and I can't wait for you to look pregnant." They took a shower and she smiled at him.
"We haven't done this since the little house on the island." She closed her eyes and leaned back into him. "I was so nervous."
"I was petrified that I would ruin the whole damn thing because I had no idea what I was doing." She smiled.
"I felt so beautiful." He kissed her shoulder.
"You are beautiful." She sighed.
He turned her around. "Don't you realize that; how very beautiful you really are."
"I do when you look at me like that." She smiled. He kissed her gently and she sighed leaning against the wall. It was much smaller than the other shower just a tiny stall barely large enough for the two of them. He kissed her reverently. She was so perfect the mother of his child. She watched him with fascination as he dropped to his knees and kissed her stomach. Whispering to their baby who lay inside. She had never seen anything so beautiful. He held her gaze as he stood slowly. She was so tired she looked ready to drop. He had considered making love again but, they would have time for that. He just pulled her up into his arms and carried her to bed. He dried her off tenderly and dressed her in the robe she had kept for so long. Her eyes were already closing when he pulled her into his arms and covered them both. "Good night." He whispered in English. "Arigato." She mumbled back.