The Akatsuki and the Great Oroki
Chapter 12
Disclaimer: I am not responsible for anything that happens in this story. I am however, quite happy to type it. I really like this story.
It seems that it's going a bit off center to me though. Anyway, I decided that I should show a bit more about Oroki and introduce a new wolf. Eventually. Yeah... after she gets away from Itachi. That and I have to convince Pein to give her a flipping mission! -Pein glowers- Eheh... I'll get to it eventually. So, read the chapter, enjoy, don't throw muffins, ok?
The inside of her thighs ached, the throbbing waking her from her sleep. It hadn't bothered her for a while, but the pain between her legs had become a strange dull sort of throb that was keeping her from sleeping properly. Oddly enough, she had forgotten where she was. She began to panic. Maybe I shouldn't have done that...I mean, I never really ment to have sex with Itachi... did I? She thought as she shifted her weight slightly. There was a large warmth at her back and a smaller one around her waist. Wait, I'm still in Itachi's room, aren't I? She thought, opening her eyes slowly. Yep, deffinatly Itachi's room. His hand began to stroke her side and she made a noise, turning to look at him.
"That won't help me sleep ya know..." She mummbled, yawning.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" She shook her head.
"No, I ended up waking myself up." Technically speaking.
"Ok. So how do you feel?" She raised a hand to her head, pushing a lock of loose hair from her eyes.
"Mm... sore, but ok. I really don't feel like moving at the moment." She heared him chuckle. Glad to know I'm amusing... She thought.
"Ok, you don't have to move if you don't want to. You can stay here for as long as you want." She streatched her arms up over her head, shifting so that she didn't have to hurt herself trying to look back at him.
"Mmmkay." She grinned at him.
"Hey, next time, take it easy, alright? I don't exactly like the taste of blood."
"Ok, I'll try. At least the secound time I warned you before hand."
"Hence the reason I didn't bite you that time." He laughed, leaning over and kissing her softly. She returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his head. He released her from the kiss. Enthusiastic,isn't he? She thought, laughing to herself. She cocked her head at him, noticing that his expression was... odd.
"You ok?"
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking."
"About what?" He shook his head.
"Nothing." She cocked her head, then kissed him on the forehead.
"Well you have to be thinking something. You can't be thinking, but thinking about nothing. That doesn't make any sence." She said, as she began to play with his hair. He sighed.
"You're going to make me tell you, aren't you?" She shook her head.
"Me? Never! I was just curiouse." She said with a grin.
"You're going to make me tell you." He said, nodding. Tasha laughed.
"Well, if you insist. " He diverted his gaze for a moment.
"I was thinking about you." He mummbled under his breath, almost inaudible. Tasha cocked her head, turning red.
"Aww... cute." Itachi turned red and Tasha giggled.
"That's even cuter." He went even redder, trying not to meet her gaze.
"I would ask what about me you were thinking about, but... uh... kinda don't wanna know." She said, stroking his head.
"I don't think you want to know either." He said, finally looking back at her. She raised a brow.
"That bad? " She joked, sticking out her tounge. He nodded, turning red again. He looked at her and she giggled.
"I don't think I wanna know, with that expression." She commented, as he laughed. She continued to play with his hair, listening to his breathing.
"Do you have to keep tempting me like that?" Tasha paused, raising a brow.
"Oh, sorry, didn't realize it." She said, laughing softly. He raised a brow.
"Ah. I know you ment it." He said, teasingly. She rolled her eyes, and began to play with his hair again.
"Oh no. I could never do that." He rolled his eyes in return.
"Oh never. You would never do that to me, now would you?" Tasha licked his nose, watching him twitch.
"Yep. Never." He leaned over, acting as if he was going to kiss her, but instead licked her from her top lip up to her nose.
"Ha, got you back." Tasha made a strange face, pawing at her nose like a cat. She scowled, pulled his head down and licked his ear. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"I'm going to get you for that." Tasha laughed, gently taking his ear in her teeth. He started to squirm, trying to get away, but instead fell off the bed.
"Oww..." Tasha lay there, cracking up.
"Ok, now that was funny. Never would have thought your ear would make you squirm." He looked up from the floor, glowering at her.
"Glad you think it was so funny for me to fall off my bed thanks to your doing." Tasha just laughed harder.
"Ah, too amusing. I should remember that." He sighed.
"Glad I could amuse you." He sat up. Tasha shifted, pulling the blanket up over her and sitting up.
"I like this blanket." She chimmed, rubbing her head against the part hanging over her shoulder. He raised a brow.
"Really now? I don't think you're going to get it."
"Aww..." She pouted cutely, bringing her knees up to her stomach and tilting her head.
"Don't pout at me like that. You have no idea what that does to me." She continued to pout leaning forward slightly so that her chin rested upon her knees. Her knees stuck out from the sides of the blanket as she did so.
"You went and done it." He got up, moving towards the bed, pausing for a moment. She cocked her head.
"Did what?" She asked, giving him a curiouse look.
"Like you don't know." She pouted again as he sighed.
"You're being silly. I haven't a clue what you're talking about." He raised a brow at her, climbing onto the bed and crawling the short distance to her.
"You're being so seductive. The funny thing is, I don't think you're really trying." Tasha cocked her head.
"I'm being what? " She gave him a slightly confused look, bringing her arms around to wrap around her bare knees.
"Never mind. Just stop it ok? Before something happens that I think you don't want to happen right at this moment." Her brows knit together as she shifted her weight leaning forward more.
"You're confusing me Itachi. What am I supposed to stop exactly?" She asked.
"Tempting me. You just sitting there the way you are, is so tempting." Tasha raised a brow.
"The way I'm sitting? But this is a normal way to sit..." She said, cocking her head.
"Not when you're naked in my room." He sighed and Tasha looked at him blankly.
"That's why I have the blanket over me." She replied,looking down. I don't see what's wrong with this... She thought as he sighed again.
" Do you know how easy it would be for me to just throw that to the side, and do so many things?" She twitched.
"Li... ok shutting up..." She said to herself, pulling her legs closer to her body and scooting a little farther away from him.
"I'm guessing you get it now?" She shook her head.
"Not really, I just felt somewhat uncomfortable for some reason." She said, leaning her head back against her knees.
"Ok, I'm sorry." He stopped, sighing. She stuck out her tounge.
"It's alright. I'm guessing I'm making you a bit uncomfortable too. Sorry." She grinned, apologetically.
"There you go again with the tounge... one of these days I'm going to take it and keep it." He laughed. Tasha raised a brow, giggling.
"I'm not allowed to stick out my tounge now?"
"Nope, I'm not letting you now." Tasha pouted, sticking her tounge out again.
"Meanie." He nodded, scooting closer to her, grabbing ahold of her. She laughed.
"What? Lonely?" She said with a grin. He laughed, nodding his head again.
"Yes, I am. Care to cheer me up?" Tasha cocked her head.
"Aww, but I don't have any balloons." He rolled his eyes.
"Alright, smart ass. That's not what I ment and you know it." She pouted.
"I am not an all knowing genius..." She said, placing her arms on top of her knees, over the blanket.
"You sure?" She shifted her weight, pressing her leg against him.
"Quite positive."
"I think you're quite the genius." She chuckled, leaning her side against his.
"Well if you think so, then it must be true." She replied, tilting her head. He sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Yep, I'm always right." Tasha laughed, as he did. Arrogent much? Tasha thought to herself, reaching up to push a stray lock of hair out of his face. He leaned over towards her, kissing her gently. She returned the kiss, leaning against him more. He lifted one of his hands, placing it behind her head to deepen the kiss. She smiled against his lips, bringing her arms up around his neck. He paused for a moment and Tasha pulled her head back, making a face.
"What?" He asked, looking at her for a moment before he cocked his head.
"My stomach growled. " She said, laughing to herself. "Forgot to eat today." He raised a brow.
"Well we could go get something to eat, if you'd like." Tasha nodded. He got up, walking over to their cloths and tossing her's to her. He started to get dressed as Tasha looked down at her's. God I'm too lazy. I don't want to put all of this back on... She thought, making a face. She sighed pushing the blanket aside and pulling her clothing on.
"What was the sigh for?" She looked up, realizing he had heared her.
"Uh... nothing much. Just a thought." She replied, pulling her hair back up into a ponytail. He raised a brow.
"O...kay..." She tilted her head, grinning.
"What? It wasn't a bad thought." She said, placing her hands behind her back.
"Ok... are you ready?" Tasha stuck out her tounge.
"Obviously." She chimmed, swaying slightly. He raised a brow.He walked over to her, kissing her softly before he walked over to the door. She cocked her head. Random... She thought, following him to the door.
"Ladies first." He said, holding the door open. Tasha made a face, as if resisting saying something.
"Ahem... yes... uh... eheh. " She laughed softly as she walked through the door, thinking about what she had wanted to say. Then I should be holding the door for you then, hm? She laughed harder, placing a hand over her mouth.
"So what do you want to eat?" Tasha looked thoughtful as she walked.
"Something sweet." She mummbled, cocking her head at Kisame as he walked by. Wonder where he's going? She thought, returning her attention to walking. It wasn't long before she started to feel paranoid, turning to see Kisame following her. Joy... She thought sarcasticly, giving him a look.
"Did... you need something?"
"Nope! Just following you because Itachi is."
"Well stop. It's creepy." Kisame raised a brow.
"So, I'm creepy, but Itachi isn't?" She scowled at him.
"No I'm not. I'm also not some fish dude. So go the fuck away." Itachi scowled.
"Harsh, man." Kisame said, making a face.
"Well whatever. I'll stalk ya later little guppy." Tasha made a face as he turned around, walking off in the direction he was originally headed.
"I'm not a fish you ass..." She muttered under her breath. Itachi raised a brow, walking up behind her. He placed a reasuring hand on her shoulder. She rubbed the back of her head as she sighed.
"Why do I get stalked by random people?" She grummbled to herself. Itachi began to rub her back soothingly.
"First Hiden, now fish boy. What am I, a magnet?" She grummbled some more, walking into the kitchen.
"So you said that you want something sweet, what would you like?" Tasha snapped out of her thoughts, looking up at Itachi as he spoke. She tilted her head looking thoughtful.
"What is there?" He smiled.
"What ever you want." Tasha cocked her head. Well what I want isn't exactly a food... She froze. Did I actually just think that? I should turn around and kill myself now... She thought, face turning red. She placed a hand to her face and sighed.
"Cupcake?" He laughed.
"Your wish is my command." He said sarcastically, bowing. Tasha cracked up, leaning against a counter. I never would have thought I'd get see such a differant side of him. She thought tilting her head. He began to search the cabinets, and Tasha raised a brow. Cupcakes in a cabinet? What the hell? She thought, as he took two out, handing her one. She laughed, thanking him. That's just too funny. Cupcakes in a cabinet... She grinned, amused by her thoughts. She ate the cupcake, looking up to notice he was watching her. She raised a brow, licking some frosting from the side of her mouth. He raised a brow at that, then sighed.
"What? " She asked, cocking her head.
"Nothing." She gave him a blank look, then shrugged.
"Ok then." She walked over to the fridge, opened it and began to rummage around inside.
"What are you looking for?" She looked up at him, pulling a carton of orange juice out.
"I was thirsty. " She said getting a glass and pouring herself some. She put the carton back in the fridge and walked back to her counter, leaning against it as she drank her juice.
"So now what?" He asked, a bored tone to his voice. Tasha set her empty glass on the counter and cocked her head.
"Hmm... wanna tramatize everyone who walks into the kitchen?" She said, grinning widely.
"Depends on what you have in mind." He raised a brow.
"Take a guess." She chimmed, moving so that she could sit on the counter, swinging her legs. His eyes went wide. His eyes went wider, and she guessed it was from something he thought. She raised a brow.
"Um..." She began to laugh, giving him a mischevious smile.
"Um? No, 'um' isn't an action, sorry." He raised a brow.
"I don't know... Make a mess?" He shrugged. She tilted her head.
"We could. I suppose. How much stuff is here that we could use..." She said, trailing off as she thought about something. She smiled as she looked at him. He looked like he was thinking something. He started to look through the cabinets and Tasha laughed. He doesn't get it.
"Itachi? Lemme know if ya find any chocolate syrup, k?" He turned around, a smile on his face.
"That way I can put it on some ice cream.That sounds rather good right now." He cocked his head. He looked at her for a moment, turning back to the cabinet.
"What's your favorite flavor by the way? I want to make sure you eat it." He raised a brow.
"Where are you going with this?" In circles, duh. She thought to herself, resisting the urge to say it. She chuckled.
"Just curiouse." He raised a brow again.
"Uhuh, right..." She smiled innocently, folding her hands in her lap.
"Why would I lie?"
"I don't know. Why would you? But I think you're more then curious." Tasha pouted, placing her hands on the counter between her legs. He raised a brow.
"Meanie." She muttered, sniffling. He walked towards her, hideing something behind his back. She cocked her head, leaning forward slightly, trying to see what he had.
"You know, if you lean too much more forward, you're going to fall off." Tasha pouted, leaning backwards so that she was laying back on the counter, bringing her legs up so that they were no longer hanging off the edge. He walked up to her, pausing just in front of her. She raised a brow, but didn't move.
"I'm guessing you don't want to know what I have then?" Tasha pouted cutely.
"Aww, but I like laying on the counter." She mummbled, shifting slightly.
"Aww, I guess you won't find out what I have then, what a shame." He started walking away slowly. Tasha sighed, placing her hands upon her stomach.
"I suppose I won't then." She said with fake sadness. He paused, turning to look at her, then walked back over to her.
"Don't sound so sad. You don't even seem to want to know what I have." She sat up, placing her hands on the counter between her legs again. She tilted her head giving him a cute smile.
"If you say so."
"Ok. I guess I'll just put it back then." She shrugged, swinging her legs.
"You know, you're no fun when I'm trying to tease you." Tasha giggled.
"I'm sorry that I'm no fun." She said, amused.
"Uhuh. I'm sure you are." She shrugged.
"Matter of opinion." He raised a brow. She gave a fake yawn, streatching.
"It's kinda warm in here..." She mummbled, unbuttoning her cloak and taking it off, folding it and placing it beside her.
"That's better." He gave her an odd sort of look, bending down and kissing her, starting to unbutton his own cloak. He's really not that good at resisting things, now is he? She thought to herself as she smiled against his lips. I'm an evil little pup, aren't I? She thought in amusement. He paused, stopping himself from unbuttoning his cloak the rest of the way, and looked at her.
"Care to join me in my room?" Tasha cocked her head, a strange look crossing her face. She peered towards the doorway and sighed.
"WHAT? I would never do such a thing!!" Itachi cocked his head, confused. I'm surprised he hasn't noticed. She thought sighing. She then smiled in the direction of the door, waving.
"Hi Pein! Where'd you wander off to earlier?" Pein, who had just walked into the doorway of the kitchen, raised a brow. Itachi turned around to look at Pein, blushing.
"I went to get some thing... what in the world is going on here?"
"Not much, just yelling at the molester, like normal." Pein chuckled, went to the fridge, grabbed a sandwich and walked back over to her.
"Well, don't yell to much, you'll lose your voice... did you attack him or something? His cloak is half off." Tasha smiled.
"Well, he kinda deserved it." Pein laughed again, turning to Itachi.
"If you keep molesting her, one day she's do more then just tear at your cloak. I'd be careful." He joked, laughing to himself as he walked from the room. Tasha watched him walk away and sighed.
"Good thing I looked..." Itachi nodded.
"Now where were we? Oh yeah I asked you if you cared to join me in my room."
"Are we having tea?" She asked, cocking her head. He sighed.
"No."
"Darn." She chuckled, hopping down from the counter.
"So, are you coming?"
"Yes, for the sake of your honor. I, your loyal knight, must protect you from the unseen forces of evil."
"Alright smart ass." Tasha burst out laughing, placing her hand to her mouth as she tried to calm down.
"You know, with as loud as you are, that's not going to help."
"I'm sorry m'lady. I'll try and be quieter..." She said, laughing so hard she had to hold her sides. Itachi glowered at her.
"Was that necessary?"
"No, but it was funny." She said with a grin as she started to calm down.
"Glad you think so." He said as he started walking towards his room. Tasha followed him, stopping every once and awhile to strike a random spy pose, then follow again. They finally reached the room and he opened the door, offering for her to enter first. She peered into the room, then placed a hand on her hips.
"Yep, no evil there." She commented. He raised a brow, sighing, and walked into the room first, leaving her out in the hallway. She cocked her head at him as he sat down on the bed and Tasha grinned.
"Tasha is a good girl!" She chimmed, walking happily into the room and leaping onto his lap. God I'm hyper. I should remember not to have sugar on an empty stomach...
"You're definatly not a good girl." Tasha pouted.
"That's Tobi, not Tasha! Tasha is indeed, a good girl... on sugar..." He rolled his eyes, giving up.
"I'm never giving you sugar again." Tasha gave him a fake sad expression, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Just imagine what I'd be like if you had let me have syrup." His eyes went wide.
"Oh god, I would have to shoot myself." Tasha giggled.
"Aww come one, I'm not as bad as Tobi on cake."
"I don't know,you're pretty close." She pouted burying her head in his neck.
"Meanie."
"You should know by now that I am." She rolled her eyes, biting his collar softly. He jumpped a little, not expecting it. He relaxed and Tasha laughed.
"Why'd you jump?" He looked at her.
"I wasn't expecting you to bite me is all." Tasha grinned, gently grazing his skin with her teeth. He twitched again.
"Do you like making me do that?" She grinned at him, moving up to his ear. He twitched again and she giggled.
"I never realized you were so sensitive.." He rolled his eyes.
"I never thought you would start this... So I guess we are in the same boat." She smiled.
"But I'm not twitching. " She commented, kissing his neck. She reached down to unbutton his cloak the rest of the way, then tossed the cloak to the floor. He started to take off her shirts. She made a noise, pushing his hands away.
"Hey, I was busy.." She muttered. He looked at her, raising a brow.
"I'm... sorry?" Tasha laughed, petting his head. She then went back to kissing his neck, working her way down. She felt him start to tremble and she reached down, pulling off his shirt and pushing him back. He started to stroke her sides and she twitched. Hey! He's distracting my sugar filled brain!! She thought, tilting her head slightly. She tried to ignore it, licking his chest. He twitched in response and she grinned. This is amusing. She thought shifting her weight so that she could take off his pants. She did so swiftly, tossing them onto the floor with the rest of his clothing. She straddled him, bending down to kiss him. He returned it, smiling. She pulled back after a few moments, moving down to kiss his neck again. He twitched yet again, scowling to himself. She smiled, gently nipping the skin at his collar. He only trembled slightly, which made her slightly disappointed. She sighed shifting slightly. He cocked his head, looking at her.
"What's wrong?" She sat back a bit, running her hands slowly down his chest, and his stomach. He trembled under her fingers.
"Oh not much, just not the reaction I would have liked." She said, smiling cutely.
"What reaction would you have liked?" She smiled again, running her fingers back up his body. He trembled more, shaking slightly.
"What one? Oh a nice one I'd say." She chuckled, as he looked at her confused.
"What do you mean, a nice one?" Instead of answering she bent down, pressing her lips gently against his. He returned the kiss, laughing slightly.
"You know, it's not nice to laugh." She mummbled as she pulled back.
"I'm... sorry..." He said, trying to catch his breath. She shifted her weight back, removing his boxers. Green... I don't like green as much. She thought, tossing them with the rest of his cloths. She moved to stradle him again, licking from his chest up to his chin, pressing her lips to his once again. She felt him shudder benieth her and she smiled against his lips. He tried to take off her shirts, and she let him this time, laughing to herself. He tossed them to the floor with his. He removed her bra next and she cocked her head.
"You don't have to be so rough with my clothing. They have feelings too." He cocked his head, confused.
"I'm... sorry..? I didn't know?" Tasha laughed, petting his head. Itachi smiled, then started to remove her pants and panties. She grabbed ahold of his hands, raising a brow.
"As long as I'm on top, those stay on." She said with a grin. He pouted and she laughed.
"Why? Don't I get to have some fun too?"
"Like I said, as long as I'm on top." She stuck out her tounge. He sighed.
"Ok, fine." She stroked his head, grinning.
"What a good boy you're being. I'm so proud of you." He sighed, rolling his eyes. He sighed again and Tasha raised a brow.
"What's wrong? Am I being too harsh?" She asked. He shook his head, remaining silent. She made a face, poking his nose. He twitched, trying to swat away her hand. She giggled, grabbing his hand and moving it aside as she bent and licked his nose. He twitched again, trying to move his hand again. She kept ahold of it, chuckling. He gave her a defeated look and simply lay there, trembling. She sighed, moving to sit beside him, crossing her arms. He gave her a confused look.
"What's wrong? I figured that was what you wanted." She huffed, closing her eyes and turning her head away from him. He sat up, moving so that his chin rested on her shoulder.
"What's wrong?" She opened an eye, looking at him out of the corner of it.
"It's no fun if you give up. Therefore, I have given up."
"I'm sorry. You want to try again?" He asked, rubbing her shoulder. She fidgeted slightly, blushing a little. She closed her eye and tried a huff but it came out odd. Ok that was an odd noise... She thought, laughing softly to herself.
"What was that?" He asked, curiously.
"A failed attempt at a huff." She mummbled, head still turned away from him.
"Why aren't you looking at me?"
"Don't wanna." He sighed.
"Ok." She opened her eyes slightly, peering at him from the side.
"What's with that face?" She asked. He cocked his head.
"What face?"
"That 'that hurt...' face."
"Nothing..." He said, trying to avoid looking at her and started to lie down again. She raised a brow, taking ahold of his blanket and folding it into a small bundle, placing it on the floor.
"Why did you do that?"
"I'm not sure." She replied, turning so that her legs hung of the bed. She leaned back on her elbows, sighing.
"What's wrong?" He asked, not sitting up or looking at her. She was silent for a few moments.
"Nothing. " Now he looked at her.
"I think there is something wrong, and you aren't telling me." She closed her eyes.
"Nope, nothing's wrong." He raised a brow.
"Ok." He sighed. Tasha stayed still for a few moments more, then straightened, reaching down to grab her shirts. She looked at them for a few secounds, then put them down on the other side of the bed. She cocked her head at them, picked them up again, folded them, then placed them back down again. She sprawled backwards, burying her head into the sheet beneith her head. She yawned, streatching, her sugar high dying down.
"Ok, it's official. I have no energy left." Itachi looked at her, raising a brow.
"But you were so energetic just a few moments ago."
"It's called a crash. My sugar high just ended. Horribly."
"Aww. Well if you want you can sleep here and I'll go find something to do." Tasha laughed.
"It's not that I'm tired really. I just have no energy. If.. that makes any sense..." He raised a brow.
"Maybe it would help if you ate actual food." Tasha shrugged.
"I haven't been able to keep anything normal down for a week. Sugary things are the only thing that seems to want to stay. " She mummbled. He gave her a worried look.
"Do you know why?" She turned her head to look at him.
"No. Not really." She wasn't too worried about it. It happened sometimes.
"Are you going to be ok?" She shrugged.
"Maybe, maybe not. " Itachi went pale and she cocked her head at him.
"What?"
"That worries me. I don't want you to get sick on me." Tasha chuckled softly.
"But I already am. " He went even paler.
"You should be resting. Not here with me... like... this.." Tasha shrugged again.
"I originally wasn't planning on it. But then I got pounced on, so I said screw it. About now... I'd say I'd be asleep or relaxing in my partner's room."
"I'm sorry. I'll let you go and relax then."
"Eh, I'd rather not bother him."
"You can't relax in your own room?"
"It's too empty. I get nervous. That's why I'm in someone else's room half the time."
"Ok. Well you should be resting."
"Well, I'm not exactly doing anything at this moment in time, so I am, technically. "
"Ok, so long as you're resting." She raised a brow, wondering why he was so concerned.
"So, tell me, how is your partner doing?" He raised a brow, grummbling.
"Don't ask."
"Why? I'll tell you how mine is doing. " He sighed.
"She's avoiding me."
"What'd you do?"
"I don't know." Tasha cocked her head at him.
"Uhuh..." She gave him a disbelieving look.
"No, honestly, I don't. She told me that I would be making a mistake if I wanted to stay with her at all, then she left." Tasha looked thoughtful.
"Do you believe that?"
"I don't know. I want to be with you more then her. But I don't get the fact that she told me that I would be making a mistake with being with her." Tasha's brows knit together.
"I don't get that either. I should ask her sometime.." She mummbled. She then shivered, moving to where she had placed her clothing and pulled her shirts on. She then grabbed ahold of his blanket and curled up under it. Itachi raised a brow.
"Cold?" Tasha nodded, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. He shifted, reached over and pulling her closer to him, kissing her on the forehead. She sneezed, pawing at her nose like a cat. She cocked her head at him.
"Hey... you made me sneeze." He tilted his head.
"How did I make you sneeze?"
"You keep messing with my forehead, and I sneezed. Hence, it's your fault."
"I'm sorry... I'll stop." He let go of her, getting up walking over to his cloths, starting to get dressed. Tasha watched him for a moment, then pulled the blanket up over her head.
"Stop saying you're sorry damn it." She muttered.
"Ok, what do you want me to say then?" He asked. Tasha opened her mouth to reply, but thought better of it. Eh, why does that bother me so much anyway? She thought, pulling her knees up against her stomach. Because. You're weird. Tasha froze. I am NOT... why am I talking to myself? She sighed in annoyance, poking her head out from the blanket.
"Say whatever you'd like." Itachi raised a brow and Tasha pulled the blanket over her head again.
"What's wrong? Are you really that cold?"
"No, not really.." She mummbled. Don't want to talk? Tasha twitched. Where is that coming from? She thought, rubbing her head. The voice was familiar. A deep gravelly voice that was somewhat soothing. She made a face. Oroki? There was a chuckle. Took you long enough. She sighed. Great, now I have you in my head. Just what I need, more voices. Go away why don't you? There was a movement near her and Tasha poked her head from under the blanket. He was dressed now, sitting so that he faced away from her. She cocked her head as he sighed. Slowly she reached out a hand and tugged on the back of his cloak. He turned to look at her, raising a brow.
"Hey... I have a question."
"What's that?" He asked, shifting so that he was facing her more.
"Why do you have those?" She questioned, raising a hand to his face. He cocked his head.
"Why do I have what?"
"Those lines... on your face. You aren't much older then me, right?" He chuckled.
"I don't know really. They're just there I guess. And no, I'm not much older then you, I don't think..." Tasha giggled.
"How old are you?"
"21." Tasha tilted her head.
"Huh. Never would have guessed that." She mummbled. There was a laugh. Making fun of him? Tasha scowled.
"No, I'm no... ahem... " She went red, realizing she had said that out loud. He raised a brow in confusion.
"How old did you think I was?"
"Never really thought about it. I just figured you were older..." She replied.
"Um, ok... Who were you talking to a few moments ago?" Tasha blinked.
"I... wasn't talking to anyone. Eheh..." Tasha blushed harder. Oh, so now I don't exist? She sighed. That's right, you don't exist. So go away.
"Okay..." He sighed. I wonder what he's thinking? Tasha thought, cocking her head. Want me to tell you? Tasha frowned. NO.I don't. There was a chuckle. But it's interesting...
"I don't care if it's interesing." She muttered under her breath. Itachi cocked his head in confusion.
"What did you say?" Tasha looked up.
"Huh? I didn't say anything... I think."
"Ok." he shifted his weight laying down so he faced the wall. See? Should have just listened to what I had to say. Now he thinks you're weird. Tasha growled, sitting up.
"Will you just SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY? I don't care at the moment! Go bother someone else Oroki!" She shouted, then clampped her hand over her mouth. Crap. Itachi jumpped.
"What the hell are you talking about?" He asked, looking at her. Her eyes watered.
"S...sorry, I was just a bit annoyed at something..." I'm not a thing. She sighed heavily. He cocked his head in confusion. Yes you are.
"What are you annoyed at?"
"Oroki..." She whispered, making a face.
"Wait, he's not here." Tasha glanced over at Itachi. Yes I aammm... Oroki chuckled in her head.
"I would hope not." She muttered. Itachi raised a brow. A noise made her jump and she looked around, confused.
"What was that for?" Tasha wrapped an arm around her knees. I told you. She made another face, looking up.
"I... you... did you hear that?"
"Hear what? All I hear is you talking.. to.. yourself." She sighed, jumpping again as someone knocked at the door.
"What do you want?" Itachi yelled from the bed. There was a silence. Tasha tilted her head. Oh god, no... She bolted up from the bed and quickly locked the door.
"You aren't coming in." Itachi raised a brow.
"Who are you talking to? And who is at the door?" Tasha leaned back against the door as the person knocked again.
"No one you want to meet." Itachi raised a brow again.
"Ok, what's that supposed to mean?"
"That you really won't like this person." If I can call him a person... Tasha sighed.
"Of course you can call me a person." Tasha jumpped, turning to glower at the door.
"Shut up you."
"Who is it?" Itachi started to sound impatient. Tasha sighed again, placing her forehead against the door.
"You really want to see?"
"I just want to know who is at the door. I don't care if you open the door or not." Tasha cast him a glance, moving back from the door.
"It's... Oroki." Itachi narrowed his eyes, huffing.
"What the HELL is he doing here? And what does he want?"
"I can hear you, you know. "
"Do I really seem like I care what you hear?" Tasha sighed, unlocking the door.
"Don't make a mess..." She muttered, moving to walk back to the bed. The door opened and a face poked through the opening. The person had bright yellow eyes, a large mass of fluffy red hair and a frightening look about him.
"Hmmm, so this is what you look like through my own eyes. Weaker in person it seems." He remarked, walking into the room. Tasha scoffed at him. He was wearing pink. She started to laugh and he grinned.
"Ha! Made you laugh for once!" Itachi rolled his eyes, looking up at the ceiling.
"Care to tell me what you're doing here?" Itachi asked not looking at either of them.
"I have every right to check up on Tasha. You can't tell me not to. " Oroki remarked, placing a hand on his hip. Itachi huffed.
"Well, as you can see, she's just fine, so can you leave?"
"No. That's not what her body is saying. " Tasha raised a brow, wipeing tears from her eyes as she stopped laughing.
"Who told you that you could listen to that?" Itachi looked over at her for a moment, then looked back up at the ceiling. Oroki raised a brow.
"Your actions are different then your thoughts." He mummbled, then walked up to Tasha looking her over. " Not feeling well I see. Why didn't you just say something earlier?" Tasha tilted her head at him as he petted her hair. Oroki suddenly looked irritated and glowered at Itachi.
"I don't feel like leaving." Itachi looked at Oroki, shocked.
"What are you talking about?" Oroki snorted.
" I don't particularly care if I get on your nerves. I don't feel like leaving." Itachi raised a brow, irritated. Oroki went back to talking to Tasha, who was looking confused. Odd conversation. She thought.
"I'm not as bad as I seem Oroki. Just because my body says so, doesn't mean much." Oroki's ears flattened against his head. Tasha raised a brow. That's new. He's got wolf ears today... and a tail as well I see. Itachi cocked his head, then shook it.
"Doesn't mean I'm not worried. If you get any sicker, who am I supposed to pester?"
"Gee, thanks for your concern." Tasha muttered sarcastically. Itachi rolled his eyes, looking back up at the ceiling.
"I'm serious. You'll pass out if you don't let me help you." Tasha crossed her arms, huffing.
"It's Your fault." Oroki pouted, getting down on his knees and placing his arms on her lap. Tasha sighed, reaching over and petting him on the head. He wagged his tail, placing his head on her lap as well.
"Well, aren't you just a happy little lap dog today?" She said with a chuckle.
"Yep. I'll be good, so will you let me heal you? You know I can't do it if you won't let me. You're even getting a fever." Tasha rolled her eyes at him, leaning on his head. Itachi looked over at her, worriedly. He sighed and Tasha looked over at him, curiously. Oroki snorted, peering at Itachi from the corner of an eye.
"You don't pay much attention to things, do you?" Oroki muttered quietly and Tasha tapped him on the head. He flinched, raising a brow at Tasha.
"Stop muttering under your breath. That's rude." Oroki huffed, glowering at Itachi.
"How do you know if I pay attention to things or not, and why do you care?" Itachi said, glowering back. Oroki started to growl and Tasha sighed heavily.
"If you say one more thing I don't like, I swear I'll eat you." Oroki grummbled, bringing a glare from Tasha.
"Aww, you don't like how I talk?" Oroki bared his teeth in a snarl, but Tasha clampped a hand over his mouth.
"You two are giving me a head ache..." She sighed. Oroki wagged his tail, scooting forward so that he could press the top of his head to her stomach. Itachi gave her an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry Tasha. I'll shut up now. You two can keep talking." Itachi looked away, shifting so that he faced the other wall. Oroki raised a brow.
"I thought she said for you not to say you were sorry." Oroki remarked. Tasha growled and Oroki flattened his ears, nuzzling her stomach. Itachi grumbled something to himself and Oroki laughed. Tasha raised a brow. I don't wanna know. She thought, looking at Oroki strangly.
"Would you stop nuzzling my stomach? That feels odd." Oroki grinned, wagging his tail harder. She sighed, raiseing a brow.
"Ok, whatever, go ahead and do it so you can leave me alone." Oroki barked and Tasha cocked her head at him.
"Random..." She mummbled as she started to feel better. Oroki just smiled, standing up.
"All done! That wasn't so hard now was it?" Oroki chimmed. It sounded odd, with as deep as his voice was. Tasha waved him away and he pouted, turning towards the door. Before he walked out he turned to Itachi.
"You do that and she'll be depressed." He said, and walked out the door, closing it behind him. Itachi looked at Oroki shocked. Tasha looked confused.
"Do what? I will? Okay..." Itachi sighed, looking over at her.
"So, are you leaving now?" Tasha turned to look at him.
"Why? Did you want me to?"
"No, I just figured since you really haven't said much to me since before he showed up, that you were going to leave." He said, sitting up. Tasha cocked her head.
"That was because I wasn't feeling too good. That and he wouldn't shut up."
"Are you ok now?" Tasha streatched, then nodded.
"Yep. Just fine. Which reminds me, I left something in the hall." She mummbled, getting up and walking out into the hall. She came back a few moments later with the green puppet from earlier. She sat down on the bed, placing it on her lap. Itachi yawned, raising a brow.
"What is that?" Tasha lifted the bird holding it up in the air.
"It's something my partner helped me make. I think it's cute, what do you think? It kind of looks like one of Dei-kun's birds.." She said, grinning.
"I kinda like it." She placed it back on her lap.
"Maybe I can get Onii-san to teach me to make a better one." Itachi raised a brow.
"Big brother? Who is that?"
"My partner of course."
"I thought Deidara was your partner." Itachi said, looking confused.
"No, It's Sasori." She said, tilting her head. "Dei-kun was never my partner..."
"Umm... Okay.."
"Is that odd?" Tasha asked, petting the puppet's head.
"I just thought that Deidara was." Tasha smiled.
"He's a pretty good friend. But.. that's about it. " She said, as the bird streatched. Tasha looked down at it, amused.
"So cute."
"Ok..." Itachi looked over at her, seeming thoughtful. Tasha set the puppet on the bed, watching it hop about for a few moments before she took ahold of Itachi's pants and scooted over to him.
"What'cha thinking Itachi?" She inquired. He raised a brow.
"Oh nothing, just about you." He grinned. She made a cute noise, laying her head on his chest.
"What about me?"
"Hmmmmm. Should I tell you or not?" Itach laughed and she gave a little whine, pawing at his chest like a puppy. He laughed even harder, lifting her chin up to kiss her. "Cute... So since you say that Deidara is a good friend, what does that make me?" She made a confused little noise, tilting her head.
"The father of my child?" His eyes went wide and he looked hurt.
"Is that all?"
"The almighty giver of sugar?" He laughed.
"I already told you, I'm not giving you anymore sugar." She gave a little whine again, puppy-eyed. He shook his head. She pouted, pawing at his chest again. "No, I already told you... I don't want to deal with your hyper self anymore... that was too much for me to handle in one day."
"Aww... no fair..." She pouted again, rubbing her chin against his shoulder.
"I'm guessing you're wanting some now... And if I give you some sugar what do I get in return?" Tasha looked thoughtful, loling her tounge as she did so.
"Hmm... uh... you get... whatever I have in my pocket." He pouted.
"That's it?"
"Did you want something specific?" She asked, cocking her head as she grinned. He grinned back.
"Maybe..." Tasha chuckled.
"Well I can't give it if you don't tell me what it is." She commented, drawing a swirl on his chest with her finger.
"I can't concentrate when you're doing that..."
"Doing what?" She asked, continuing to draw.
"That, drawing on my chest with your finger." Tasha cocked her head, drawing the swirl in reverse.
"How is this distracting you?" He sighed.
"Never mind... What did you have in mind on sugar that you wanted." She blinked, pausing for a moment.
"Actually, I didn't really want any. You just assumed I did."
"Ok..." He sighed, and Tasha cocked her head. She started to draw circles again.
"What's with you?"
"Nothing. Frustrated with myself is all."
"Did you do something to yourself?"
"You could say that." Tasha tilted her head, walking her fingers up to play with the top button of his collar.
"How so? " ((Author: How clueless can you be?? )) Itachi sighed heavily.
"I put myself in a situation that should have been avoided."
"You did?" She ran her fingers down, then started to draw circles again. He made a noise. "Why did you do that? When?"
"Never mind." Tasha toyed with the button by her hand, turning her head so she peered up at him.
"Is it something bad?"
"In a way."
"Aww, poor Ita. " She chimed, nuzzling her head into his chest. He sighed once more.
"Am I bothering you?" She asked, looking up at him with puppy eyes. He shook his head.
"No." Tasha tilted her head.
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." He had a strange look on his face, and Tasha didn't believe him. She licked the bottom of his chin, and he twitched, looking down at her. "Was that necessary?" Tasha pouted.
"I thought it might make you feel better..." He smiled at her. Tasha tilted her head as his expression returned to the one before. She sighed, licking him again. He twitched.
"Ok, if you're going to keep doing that, I'm going to bite your tounge." Tasha whimpered, looking sad.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad or anything."
"I was only trying to make you stop with the weird expression..." He cocked his head.
"What weird expression?"
"You keep making a strange face for some reason." She replied, as she returned to drawing circles on his chest. He tilted her head so that he could kiss her. She returned the kiss, though slightly startled. He chuckled.
"Did I startle you?" In response, she licked his nose and he twitched.
"Did that make you twitch?" She said with a grin.
"Smart ass." He mumbled under his breath. He licked her nose back. She raised a brow, cocking her head.
"I heared that." She giggled, poking his forehead.
"Maybe you were suppose to hear it." She pouted turning her head and licking his ear. He twitched, almost falling off the bed. She giggled, cupping his face in her hands.
"It's just too cute when you twitch." He made a noise.
"Glad you think so." She smiled.
"Of course." She chimmed, kissing his neck. He started to tremble and she raised a brow.
"Cute!" She giggled.
"Here we go again." He mumbled. He rolled his eyes and Tasha gave him a confused look.
"Uh... what?"
"Nothing. Just that this is how it started earlier, after you had your sugar." Tasha made a face, huffed and rolled over. He sighed, bringing his hand up to stroke her arm. She closed her eyes, relaxing. He continued to rub her arm, rolling over onto his side. She shifted slightly, so that her back was against his chest. Well, at least he's warm. She thought. He stopped rubbing her arm and she opened her eyes. She leaned back a bit, tilting her head to look up at him.
"I'm sorry." He looked at her, cocking his head.
"What for?"
"For being myself I suppose. You just seem sort of out of it, so I felt I should say it. " He raised a brow, sighing.
"Why should you be sorry for being yourself? I'm having a hard time resisting you. That's why I seem out of it." Tasha raised a brow, looking curious.
"Resisting me? I'm not even doing anything!"
"Yes, resisting you. You don't have to do anything, that's the problem. You just laying here beside me is tempting me." Tasha giggled, placing a hand to her mouth.
"That's silly. How could I do that? " He rolled his eyes.
"Easier then you think." She laughed, pressing back against him.
"So just by being myself, I'm tempting you? That would explain the random molestations." He grumbled.
"Ok. So I'll stop then." He said, turning back to lay on his back. Tasha turned to look at him, pouting.
"Meanie."
"How am I being a meanie?"
"I was just getting comfortable..."
"I'm sorry. I figured that you didn't want to be touched anymore. And you didn't want t tempt me anymore." Tasha made a face.
"I'm sure I could do that without touching you." She commented, rolling so that she lay on her stomach, propping her head up on her hands.
"This is true. But it's less tempting when I'm not touching you." Tasha raised a brow as he sighed.
"Oh? Really?" She put her hands down and streatched, arching her back like a cat.
"I'm half tempted to test that."
"Please don't. I'm trying to behave myself, and you're making it really hard to do that. "
"Aww, but that's no fun." He rolled his eyes.
"I know. And this isn't any fun for me either." Tasha giggled, shifting so that she sat back on her heels.
"Now I'm tempted. Hehe." She gave a little laugh, clapping her hands together once.
"What are you thinking about?" She leaned over him, still grinning.
"Oh, not much."
"Great. What have I gotten myself into now?" Tasha cocked her head.
"A dangerous situation." She chimmed, kissing his nose. He fidgeted and she grinned, placing a hand on his leg, drawing a line slowly upwards. He trembled.
"What are you doing to me?" She snickered.
"Not much." She ran her hand back down, just as slow. She felt him fidget.
"Thanks for the test that I'm going to horribly fail."
"You're welcome." She giggled, moving her hand up once more. He fidgeted some more, trying to move his hand to swat at hers, but failed miserably. She laughed as she moved her hand farther up, playing with the elastic around his waist. He trembled again, smiling as he did so. She unbuttoned the bottom button of his cloak, running her fingers along the bare skin at the edge of his shirt. He reached up, running his hands up under her shirts. He started pulling them off, then running his hands up and down her sides. She gasped, trembleing slightly as he chuckled. She stuck out her tounge, running her fingers slowly up his muscles. He pulled her down, trapping her in a kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist. She returned the kiss, laughing slightly.
"What's so funny?"
"I undid ONE button." She said, cracking up.
"So... you apparently wanted to see how long I could last resisting you this way. Well now you know."
"That's not what I was doing. I just found it funny. " She chuckled, placing a leg between his.
"What were you doing then? Because you could have fooled me." She giggled, placing a hand on the bare skin just at his hip.
"Exactly what it felt like, duh silly." He raised a brow.
"You like messing with my mind, don't you?" He said stroking her sides again. She trembled slightly, gasping softly. She poked him in the head, then sat back, starting to unbutton his cloak again. "Why did you poke me in the head for?" He asked, rubbing where she had poked him.
"For making me gasp." She said, sticking her tounge out at him as she finished unbuttoning the cloak. She traced her fingers along the outline of his muscles through the shirt.
"That feels good." ((Author dies from shock... then is revived. )) "Keep going." Tasha laughed, resting her bottom on his hips as she continued to trace the outline against his clothing. He continued to rub her sides, working his way to her shoulders and down along the outside of her thighs. She stiffled a moan, rocking slightly with the motion. She tried to concentrate as she pushed his shirt up a bit, running her fingers along the bare skin of his stomach. She heared him moan and she smiled a bit, pushing her fingers slowly higher. He closed his eyes, leaning forward to kiss her on the lips, then trailing his kisses down to her collar. Once he got to her collar, he nipped at the skin slightly. She stiffled a moan, glowering at the top of his head as she took the opprotunity to slide his cloak off his shoulders as well as his shirt. He smiled against her skin, reaching arond and removing her bra. She ran her fingers up along his bare back, still rocking. He twitched, moving his hands to her chest, massaging her slowly. She moaned, leaning back slightly as her legs tightened around his waist. He laughed softly, continuing to massage her softly, moving his teeth up to her neck. He moved up to kiss her. She returned the kiss, bringing her hands up to tangle in his hair. Itachi slowly slid his hands from her chest down her sides to the top of her pants, stroking the skin just above it. She moaned again as her grip on his head tightened, her legs starting to tremble. He laughed against her lips, moving slightly so that he could remove her pants and panties. She giggled between gasps.
"That's just going to make that harder..." She mummbled.
"I'm trying my best at the moment..." He gave up on trying to remove them, instead going back to nipping at her neck, stroking her sides as he did so. Her moans slowly started to increase in volume, her entire body begining to tremble. He laughed lightly. She wrapped her legs tighter, her hands moving down to stroke his back. He moaned and Tasha could feel a slight shiver. He then continued to kiss down her neck, to her collar, then back up to her mouth, trailing his tounge along her skin. She shivered, her legs twitching as a tingle went down her spine. She made a noise, bringing her head down to lie on his shoulder. He looked at her, raising a brow.
"Are you ok?" He said, his voice a pant.
"Tease." She muttered, licking his shoulder. He twitched, shivering slightly.
"Yep. You are too though." He said, nipping the skin on her neck again. She began to tremble again, made a noise and returned the gesture, nipping him as well. He twitched, moaning louder then he had earlier. She smiled to herself between pants, licking up his neck to gently nip his ear. He trembled, moaning again. She laughed softly, gently pulling away to sit beside him, holding her arms out. He raised a brow, cocking his head slightly. He shifted so that he could remove her pants. He took them off easily, laughing slightly over the fact he was still wearing his. She stuck out her tounge, laughing as well. He grabbed ahold of her tounge with his teeth and she squeeked, placing her hands against his chest. He raised a brow at her. She raised a brow at him, reaching up to tap him in the forehead. He pulled back.
"What was that for?"
"You bit my tounge, meanie. " She muttered, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him into a kiss. He returned the kiss happily, wrapping his arms around her waist. She pulled him deeper into the kiss, shifting her weight slightly. He leaned back, pulling her on top of him again, not breaking the kiss. ((Author's note: OO Amazing powers)) Tasha smiled against his lips, pulling back and coking her head at him.
"Ya lay bum." She joked, kissing his nose. He twitched, wiping his nose.
"No, just thought you would like to be on top." Tasha laughed.
"If I did, I never would have moved in the first place. " She commented, sitting back and pulling off his pants. He smiled up at her.
"Ok, so what if I'm lazy? If I was really lazy, then you would be doing everything, and me doing absolutly nothing." Tasha raised a brow, tilting her head.
"No, this wouldn't be happening at all. I'd have taken a nap." He chuckled.
"You sure? Because I think you're having too much fun." Tasha rolled her eyes, sitting with her bottom between his legs.
"Uhuh. I'm half tempted to take a nap now, but judgeing by something else, you'd be disappointed." She said with a grin, poking his boxers. He blushed.
"You're right. I would be disappointed. But I think you would be pretty disappointed yourself."
"You sure?"
" Yep. I think you're having too much fun, to stop now." Tasha raised a brow.
"Bet your cloak on that?" He raised a brow.
"What you're not having fun?" He said, trying to sound hurt. Tasha rolled her eyes.
"Hmm... let me think about that..." She said, leaning back on her elbows. He gave her another hurt look.
"Aww... come on... you seemed to be having so much fun earlier." Tasha raised a brow.
"Hmm, really? " She flopped back, streatching her arms up into the air, examining the ceiling.
"So you weren't?
"Oh I was, I've just gotten too lazy to get back up. " He sighed, moving so that he was over her, kissing her softly. She smiled against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck. He ran his hands down her sides slowly, and she twitched, moaning softly. He trailed kisses from her bottom lip, down to her stomach, trailing his tounge as he did so. She gasped, her body starting to tremble. He smiled against her stomach, working his way back up, stroking her sides again. She shivered, moaning and fidgeting as he moved. He paused for a moment to look at her, then continued. He moved his hands from her sides, sliding them down to the inside of her thighs, stroking them slowly. She bit her lip, her legs starting to shake under his touch. He moved to her neck, nipping at the skin. he continued to stroke the inside of her thighs, moving his fingers up ever so slightly with every stroke. She couldn't stop the moans that were escaping her lips, her hands taking hold of his hair as she began to squirm. He paused for a moment, looking at her once more before he continued. She bit her lip again, moans still escaping as her legs trembled harder. She could almost swear she was biting her lip hard enough for it to bleed. He moved his hands up to take her panties off, tossing them on the floor. He shifted slightly, reaching up to take his boxers off. He got them off and tossed those to the floor as well. His body pressed against hers and she gaspped, wrapping her legs up around his hips as a strong tingle spread through her. Her hands slid down to grip his back as she shivered. He flinched, then started to laugh. If she had the attention span, she would have given him a questioning look, but her mind was a fog at the moment. He started to kiss her neck, his movement just making her grip tighten. He began to moan softly and she traced the fingers of one hand up and down his back, her hips responding to his movement. Itachi trembled, fidgeting slightly as her hand ran along his back, moaning louder. The volume of her voice began to increase, and her other hand began to trace along his back as well. He twitched again as his breath escaped his chest in one loud moan. He tried to gasp for air, but that didn't work, instead bitting lightly into her collar, trying to steady himself. She made a noise, flinching slightly as she felt his teeth clamp onto her skin. She shivered, continuing the movement of her hands as her legs shifted to get a better hold on him. He began to tremble again, letting go of her collar and moving up to kiss her softly. He came, and she shivered, her legs tightening as she came a few moments after. (( Author: He came first? OMG! -falls on floor gasping for breath holding sides from laughter- -croaks- ... Wait... I'm ok? Darn. -gets up and finishes typing the story-)) Her body throbbed as she felt herself relax, moving her hands up to tangle her fingers in his hair. He relaxed, kissing her softly from her lips down to her collar, pulling out.
"You know... at this rate, I really will get pregnant." She mummbled, twirling a lock of his hair around a finger.
"You never know , that maybe what I want." She raised a brow, chuckleing.
" Do you think you make that good of a father figure?" He raised a brow in return.
"Never really though of it."
" You might want to."
"Yeah, maybe I should." Tasha laughed.
"Don't go serious on me, it's a what if. Which means it might or might not happen."
"Well, I should be thinking about it just in case... You never know. Do you think I would be a good father figure?" Tasha went quiet for a few moments, looking thoughtful.
"Um... well... let's see... you killed almost your entire clan... and turned your younger brother into a suicidal gay pirate... um..." She went quiet again, making a face.
"Maybe?" He sighed.
"So then in other words, you don't think so." He sighed again and Tasha cocked her head.
"Well... mass murderers can make good parents too... as long as you don't try and steal your kids eyes... or make him kill his best friend, you should be fine." He raised a brow.
"What makes you think that I would do that?" She shrugged.
"Just saying..." She replied. Though, I'm still worried you might... She yawned, streatching a bit. Damn, it's late! She thought as Itachi raised a brow again.
"Tired?"
"Quite."
"You can sleep if you want. I don't mind." Tasha yawned again, giggleing right after.
"It might help if you weren't looming over me, but alright." He laughed.
"You're right. Good night." He shifted to lay beside her. She took his blanket, wrapped it around herself and curled up, falling asleep.
She woke up a few hours later, and sighed. Ok, I need to leave or I'll never get away from him. She thought. She gently pulled from his grasp, got dressed and walked out of his room. She walked to the kitchen, grabbed her cloak from the counter and walked off to Sasori's room. Sasori was sitting on the floor as usual, polishing a puppet. He looked up when she came in, tilting his head.
"What do you want, so late at night?" Tasha smiled at him sheepishly.
"Mind if I sleep here?" He shrugged and she went over to his bed, curled up and fell asleep.
Author's note: To be continued! -evil laughter- Ok... I'm not evil, it was just getting absurdly long. Anyway, I wonder what Itachi's going to do? Let's see in the next chapter, eh? -Itachi throws kunai in annoyance. "Stop messing with my head!" growl- Eheh... sorry?