Chapter fifty - Armored heart


The revolting feeling continued attacking her mind and heart as she lay on his bed, the towel that covered her body was thrown by Madara somewhere on the floor long ago. Yuko lay under him in his silky bed sheets so vulnerable and exposed to his demanding lips that nibble her sensitive skin around her nipples.

The struggle that took a place in her heart was suffocated with the lust that grew with his every touch. She felt like a traitor, if only Izuna knew what she's doing now... Yuko shut her eyes tightly and bit her lower lip when the first moan wanted to leave her mouth.

She wasn't sure what to do, Madara seems to enjoying himself while his hands traveled along her curves and his lips went for her neck. She decided to listen her wounded heart and stop this insanity before they hurt themselves more. Suddenly, she released his bed sheets that she was clutching in her fists and reached her hands to push him away,but...

Like she found out, her body betrayed her. Her hands buried into his blackest mane and pulled him towards her lips and she kissed him deeply as if she wanted to silence her screaming soul. Madara grunted softly in the kiss and his tongue made his way into her mouth where he fought with hers for control. He won when his calloused big hand squeezed her thigh and wrapped her leg around his waist. When his erection touched her wet honorable place Yuko had to broke the kiss in order to let out a loud moan. In that time kunoichi realized that Madara was completely naked, but when did he...another moan interrupted her thoughts.

Madara shuddered when her wetness touched the tip of his throbbing cock. His grip on her thigh tightened and he melted his lips juicily with hers, tasting every corner in her mouth. He knew he won't last much longer, just a little bit more and he will be able to throw himself beyond the border of delight.

Yuko took a deep breath and rested her head on his bed. Even when she felt her body bathed in pure bliss, her heart was bleeding. What kind of human is she? Her regret eating her up from inside, everytime she closed her eyes, the image of Izuna appeared.

Why... Why her heart just won't let go? Oh hell she knows that there's no one in this world she could love more than him but he's gone... Izuna is gone. Yuko cursed in her mind when she felt the tears gathered in her eyes. Yuko still love him, that's true, but she can't live in celibate for the rest of her life, right.

Yuko blinked in surprise when she felt how Madara's warmth left her body.

Her chocolate eyes found his strong gaze. He stared at her with unreadable expression. "What's wrong?" She asked almost with whisper.

After a few awkward minutes of silence Madara sighed and pulled the covers on her naked body, he sat on the edge of his bed and covered with a corner of his duvet his still erected penis. The sweaty man ran his both hands into his wild hair. "I can't-" He grunted somehow desperately.

Yuko shifted herself into sitting position and held tightly on the covers around her body, even she knew that Madara already saw everything. "What happened?" She asked and placed her hand on his shoulder. Of course she did not miss the sight of his well-built six-packs or firm chest, but she forced her eyes to looked on his face.

"I can't just take woman who's crying while we doing it-" He said irritably, his face was hidden in his palms.

Yuko rolled her eyes. And here she thought he would show some feel or regrets towards his little brother. No matter from which angle he will look at it, she's still Izuna's girlfriend, even though he's not here anymore, he was the only one she ever belongs to. Shiro can't be count in her lovers.

"Hey, I'm not crying." She pouted.

"No, but you will." Madara told her, this time was his dark eyes on her. "I have a lot of problems that I have to sort out, I don't need one oversensitive woman on top of it." He watched her as she slowly turned her gaze toward the floor, her hand remained on his bare shoulder.

Madara sighed inwardly. Since when, he, fearless warlord had to make an excuses to avoid intimate intercourse with woman? For Kami's sake, he desired nothing more than take her, touch her, kiss her, but she was his.

Izuna pleaded him to protect her, to protect her smile and not sleeping with her. Madara cursed himself, he cursed her for her tears, he cursed Izuna, he cursed everything in his life, then he stood from his bed and wanted to leave, but suddenly Yuko caught his hand. "Madara...wait."

She felt him tensed at her touch, but he stood patiently on his place, not moving he waited for her to speak out. It reminded Yuko situation in which she once found herself with Izuna. It was at Yasei Uma's place when she and Izuna were undercover, there she once caught his hand and pleaded him to stay. Back then she wanted to tell him something important. Yuko wanted to tell him to stay with her, but could not explained why she wanted him to stay.

Yuko cursed herself for being such a coward back then. Only if she wouldn't been so weak and could express her feelings towards him, she would be able to spent more time with him. But it was too late to regret her decision, time not return back.

So this time...

"Once I made a mistake when I let him walk away." She said under her breath, her eyes closed. "I do not want to make a more mistakes in my life. I do not want to realize on my deathbed that I lived a life full of regrets." She raised her eyes to met his apprehensive gaze. "That's why I begging you, don't go."

It took him only one long sigh until he decided to stay and sat back on his bed. "Do you realize what you're asking me now?" Madara asked carefully with raised eyebrow. "Do you realize that you belong to him?"

"I do." She answered honestly with determination. "I want you to understand this properly, okay?" Yuko moved closer to his side. "I don't want you to think that I stopped loving Izuna, it's not like that at all. I do, I still love him, here-" She placed her hand on Madara's chest and felt his heartbeat. His black eyes followed her movements, slowly. "In my heart I love him more than anyone in this world. In my heart there's no place for anyone else, because my heart belongs to him." He met her soft gaze. "Even if you will have my body, you can never have my heart."

"How can you be so sure that you'll never fall in love again?" It seems like Madara was still distrustful.

"Because I locked my heart away." Yuko frowned slightly, this gesture just emphasized her serious speech. "Same as your armor protect your body, Izuna's love protect my heart."

Madara stared at her for good two minutes then he sighed. "Women are so soppy."

"Men are so indecisive." Yuko retorted mockingly.

Madara chuckled at her remark, then he smirked. "Well said, I don't feel like having sex anymore." He stretched his shoulders.

Yuko knelt behind him and started to massage his broad shoulders. "Okay-" She said sweetly. "As you wish."

Kunoichi felt how he relaxed under her touch, he gave long sigh and tilted his head back. Yuko had a hard time with his wild hair, so at the end she end up massaging his scalp, her fingers danced in his hair and Madara grunted in thrill.

While she working on his tactile senses, her lips moved on his shoulders. "What do you think you doing little girl?" Madara's amused deep voice made her smirk against his skin. "It's dangerous to play with fire, you know." He chuckled.

Yuko did not say anything, instead she pulled his hair and kissed him deliciously on his slightly parted lips. Madara did not need anything else to restore his passion again.

Slowly, he led her back on the bed while their lips danced. Her hands roamed over his muscular form and her finger tips discovered his every scar from previous wars. Madara uncovered her from the silk and his hands started to feel her smooth skin, causing every hair on his body stood in anticipation.

Both Uchiha shinobi lacked the oxygen so they've been forced to break the kiss. Madara went immediately on her neck, kissing and sucking making her impatient same as he was. Yuko reached her hand and slowly made her way to his aroused manhood, when her small hand gripped his pulsing cock the man on top of her hissed in pleasure.

Their eyes met and when he saw how she licked her lower lip as a sign that she's ready to go further, Madara couldn't wait anymore. He leaned closer to her. "You better keep your heart armored, otherwise you may fall for me."

Soon as this words left his mouth, he slammed his full length inside her and filled her with that sweet delight she's been waiting for so long. When she arched her back and pressed her breast on his chest, Madara groaned and released his mind...

Finally...


She stared into the ceiling while Madara still sleeping next to her.

It was still early in the morning and kunoichi couldn't sleep that well as she wished. Her thoughts wandered somewhere in the last night and she could not stop thinking about it. Was it right or wrong? Sure, she said she won't live her life in regrets, but this situation was too delicate to taking it so carelessly.

Yuko sighed and turned her eyes on sleeping ninja. Madara lay on his stomach and his face was buried in the pillow, his black mane was spread around as another duvet. Kunoichi smirked slightly, wouldn't it be kind of awkward? What she supose to tell him when he wake up?

Well I'm going to sort this out later, she thought, first I need bath and clean clothes.

Slowly and really quietly she sneaked out from the bed, not wanting to wake him up. She put on Madara's shirt and, to her dislike, she kept her pants from last mission. She collected her weapon and headed to the balcony, where she left her sandals. When she was ready to leave, his voice interrupted her.

"Running away?"

"What-!" Yuko sharply turned to see him smirking on his bed. He lay on his side and his head rested on the back of his hand. "N-no-" She cleared her throat slightly. "I just want to take a bath and put on some clean clothes." Yuko cursed inwardly, this was really embarrassing, she felt the heat in her face.

"Oh I see-" He sighed and stood from his bed, still fully naked. Yuko turned her eyes to the ceiling awkwardly, she felt the blush spread across her cheeks.

"Don't make that face woman-" Madara chuckled when he noticed her demure expression. "Last night you almost left your eyes on me and now you trying act like goody-goody."

"What the hell-" Yuko felt outraged by his statement. "That's not true! I just-"

"Is my bath ready?" Madara interrupted her regally by waving his hand, seems like he ignored her protests.

"What!" Kunoichi blurted out. "Do not confuse me with servant girl!"

"Pardon?" Madara raised his eyebrow. "I let you bathe in my tub, sleep in my bed and also I gave you pleasure. No servant girl can have this!" He frowned slightly. "Show some gratitude and do me a favor." He smirked at the end.

Yuko marched angrily to him. "Firstly!" She pointed with her finger on him. "Put some clothes on!" Then she crossed her arms under her breasts. "And secondly, it was me who gave you pleasure last night and judging by your violent snoring it helped you a lot!"

"Don't mock me-" He snorted, amused. "It was no glory."

"..."

Yuko slowly absorbed his words. "You-" She growled. "You're really pain in the ass!"

Madara's room was resounded by his deep laughter. Yuko just rolled her eyes and quickly jumped from his balcony.

...

Asshole! She felt to be insulted. She had just one man and thus she was kind of inexperienced, but that does not mean that Madara had to say this stupid things to her.

"Idiot!" She growled under her breath as she walked home, outraged. "Enlighten me! Mr. versed! Mr. skilled!" She gritted her teeth.

"Who is?" Suddenly there came amused voice behind her.

On Yuko's lips appeared immediately wide smile. "Reiko-chan!"

"Long time no see you girl!" Black-haired kunoichi returned her smile. "What you've been up to all that time?"

"Well you know, missions and stuff like that. What about you? Oh damn, you looking good!" Yuko grinned.

"I changed my department. Now I'm fully devoted to medical ninjutsu."

"That's cool-"

"Yuko-" Red-haired kunoichi felt some uneasiness from her friend. "We did not have a time to talk since he...since Izuna-sama died."

"Oh- yeah, that's true." Yuko dropped her smile.

"You know, there's something I need to discuss with you and it's really important so please, hear me out."

Yuko could not estimate what exactly meant Reiko's expression, but she could honestly say that she doesn't like it at all. "Sure." She nodded and waited for her friend to speak.


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