Shikamaru
- So… You'd like to know what it feels to be controlled, right? – I asked, silently smirking, making my way towards the table where two glasses stood.
Temari opened the sliding door to the balcony and stepped outside where the moon lit her beautiful face and whatever her dress didn't hide.
- Oh, I can't get enough of it. – You had to deaf or dumb not to hear her irony.
I filled the glasses with some brandy I stole from Seiji's room and threw in some ice cubes. I took one in my hand and joined her outside. She was gazing up at the stars, unaware of my hand with the ice cube moving towards her naked back. I quickly pressed the ice on her skin and ran it down her spine before she could recede or punch me, but to my surprise she did not do either. Instead, she sharply inhaled some air and let it out slowly. To my mind it sounded very erotic.
- Why did you just sound like you had an orgasm? – I asked, handing her a glass of brandy.
She lifted an eyebrow.
- You should know. – We shared a meaningful look, which made me smirk. - Where did you get this?
- I stole it.
- You? Stole it? I did not see that coming. – She looked seriously shocked.
- The mission's over, why not relax a little? Besides, it's a good one.
- That wasn't the point and you know it.
- Oh. – I smiled back ironically.
For a while, we stayed silent and kept on stargazing. It was a nice moment with the sky as clear as crystal and millions of small lights shivering so high above us. And even though it was cold outside, alcohol running down our throats made us feel burning warm. She looked as she was counting the stars, her eyes slightly shifting from one to the other, small confident smile on her face. She was still wearing her lacy mask and it made her look mysterious. Her skin glowed in the moonlight and even though she was standing just a few meters from me, she looked so very distant.
- The sky here looks a little different than in Suna at this time of the year. – I could hear nostalgia in her voice.
- Do you miss it?
- How could I not.
I noticed the skin on her arm getting bumpy and my finger moved up to touch it before I could think.
- Do you want to go inside?
- Yeah.
I refilled our glasses and watched as she explored her reflection in the mirror as if I wasn't even there. Leaning back at the table I kept my eyes fixed on her while my mind was already under her dress. I could, but I didn't want to shake that thought away.
- What was their plan? – She suddenly asked without even looking at me. I had no idea what is she talking about.
- What?
She turned to me with a mockery written on her face.
- Hidden Village of Frost? 8 guys from the Sound? Assassination? Rings a bell? – She laughed but my eyes couldn't leave her body lines.
- Yeah, I think I know what are they up to.
- So?
- Not telling.
- Why?
- It's classified.
- What? Classified my ass! Why wouldn't you tell? – Her eyes were already firing up with anger. That's hot tempered for you.
- No reason.
- We're in this mission together so I think I ought to know what you found out. – Her mouth was a thin line and she was standing in front of me, her hand on her hip, all weight shifted on one leg. The usual stance.
- Well the mission was fun for you, isn't that enough?
- It was fun alright, do you have a problem with that?
- Not at all. – I continued to annoy her with my calm attitude.
- So what's your problem?
- You had your fun, now I'm having mine. Do you have any problems about that? – I cracked a smile.
- I do, because you're making fun of me.
- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are. Quit playing games like a little child.
- Alright.
I stood up and stepped forward. She didn't back away and our eyes met. She held her breath. It was decided.
P.S. You're gonna love the next one. Not an April Fool's joke.
