Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Okay, things get kinda heavy between Hideaki and Sakura here, so please do not flame!
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Sakura whimpered as Hideaki gently kissed her cheek. He had brought her miles out into the woods in hopes of escaping Kakashi and returning to the Hidden Mist Village. It had been a full day since he had taken her, and she had woken up after about eight hours. Sakura had to put up with his speeches about clan continuation for so long, she was relieved when they stopped for dinner. Eating had shut him up for a while, but he had tied her up loosely so that she couldn't really do much aside from squirm.
"I'm hungry," Sakura whined. "My head hurts! I wanna go home!"
"You are such a pain," Hideaki whined back at her. "But I gotta take care of you..." he begrudgingly spoon-feed Sakura some, though Sakura wouldn't admit it, tasty soup he had made. After dinner, he administered some sort of healing technique to soothe her headache.
Sakura would never admit it, but his sudden tenderness made the pain of being kidnapped lighten. After he had taken care of Sakura, Hideaki left Sakura on her own for a while so that he could bathe in a nearby stream.
But after his bath, Hideaki went straight for dessert.
"You must be feeling lucky if you think you're gonna get away with this," Sakura hissed as her wooer lowered himself down next to her as she lay helpless on the ground. But Hideaki was (how many people here feel stronger than usual if they have a clean body and hair? I know I do!). He gently rolled over behind Sakura, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and hugging her to him as he gently kissed her cheek.
"Stop," Sakura whimpered, something inside her stirring at the tantalizing sensations Hideaki sent trough her with each kiss. He pressed his body tightly against hers, his deepening breathing resounding in her ear as he lowered his lips to her neck.
"I love you, Sakura... I need you so much..." Hideaki murmured, one of his hands slipping underneath her dress, stroking her leg temptingly. "Please, Sakura, understand..."
"Stop it, Hideaki..." Sakura pleaded breathlessly, her body responding to his actions unwillingly.
"Why not, though? My clan needs to survive, you need to find a suitor soon... this is the perfect arrangement. Now, just leave everything to me." He paused in his speech to kiss her neck a little rougher as his free hand avoided the ropes that bound Sakura and unhook the buttons on the front of her dress.
Sakura's mind battled for freedom from Hideaki's trap, but he body cooperated with his desires. It was the most unbearable torture.
"Sakura," he breathed as he finished unbuttoning the garment, and expertly sliding it between the ropes. His hands busied themselves elsewhere (.').
"No!" Sakura cried as his hands neared a place where no girl should be touched unwillingly.
"Hideaki, you shouldn't take what isn't yours," said a familiar deep voice from the tree above the two. Sakura's eyes widened as she looked up- her savior, Kakashi, had arrived.
Okay, things get kinda heavy between Hideaki and Sakura here, so please do not flame!
* * *
Sakura whimpered as Hideaki gently kissed her cheek. He had brought her miles out into the woods in hopes of escaping Kakashi and returning to the Hidden Mist Village. It had been a full day since he had taken her, and she had woken up after about eight hours. Sakura had to put up with his speeches about clan continuation for so long, she was relieved when they stopped for dinner. Eating had shut him up for a while, but he had tied her up loosely so that she couldn't really do much aside from squirm.
"I'm hungry," Sakura whined. "My head hurts! I wanna go home!"
"You are such a pain," Hideaki whined back at her. "But I gotta take care of you..." he begrudgingly spoon-feed Sakura some, though Sakura wouldn't admit it, tasty soup he had made. After dinner, he administered some sort of healing technique to soothe her headache.
Sakura would never admit it, but his sudden tenderness made the pain of being kidnapped lighten. After he had taken care of Sakura, Hideaki left Sakura on her own for a while so that he could bathe in a nearby stream.
But after his bath, Hideaki went straight for dessert.
"You must be feeling lucky if you think you're gonna get away with this," Sakura hissed as her wooer lowered himself down next to her as she lay helpless on the ground. But Hideaki was (how many people here feel stronger than usual if they have a clean body and hair? I know I do!). He gently rolled over behind Sakura, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and hugging her to him as he gently kissed her cheek.
"Stop," Sakura whimpered, something inside her stirring at the tantalizing sensations Hideaki sent trough her with each kiss. He pressed his body tightly against hers, his deepening breathing resounding in her ear as he lowered his lips to her neck.
"I love you, Sakura... I need you so much..." Hideaki murmured, one of his hands slipping underneath her dress, stroking her leg temptingly. "Please, Sakura, understand..."
"Stop it, Hideaki..." Sakura pleaded breathlessly, her body responding to his actions unwillingly.
"Why not, though? My clan needs to survive, you need to find a suitor soon... this is the perfect arrangement. Now, just leave everything to me." He paused in his speech to kiss her neck a little rougher as his free hand avoided the ropes that bound Sakura and unhook the buttons on the front of her dress.
Sakura's mind battled for freedom from Hideaki's trap, but he body cooperated with his desires. It was the most unbearable torture.
"Sakura," he breathed as he finished unbuttoning the garment, and expertly sliding it between the ropes. His hands busied themselves elsewhere (.').
"No!" Sakura cried as his hands neared a place where no girl should be touched unwillingly.
"Hideaki, you shouldn't take what isn't yours," said a familiar deep voice from the tree above the two. Sakura's eyes widened as she looked up- her savior, Kakashi, had arrived.