KuniYoshi Series
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Written by:
Tammie
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Chapter 2: Cat got your tongue?

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A/N: Chapter 2! Wo0t. I'd like to thank chandavatika for being the only one who's reading this fic. I barely gets reviews ... with all my stories actually. My most succesful story is the Spider-Man and Spider-Woman series. Max reviews on got was eight. O.o; Anyhoo ... I hope you like this chapter. Chapter 3 should come soon. Please, please, please review! Okie?

Another thing. This is for all readers. Yoshimitsu is HUMAN. He's not a robot. In the images of him ... if you study his features carefully - you can see a human under there. Also ... his blood type is O! No friggin robot is going to have type O blood! XP Just thought I'd make that clear so people won't flip when they read this chapter.

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Kunimitsu was running faster than she'd ever run before. Yoshimitsu had gotten a glimse of her face. Her face! Of all places! She would've lived with herself if he'd seen her butt naked instead. The muscled in her thighs were so right it began to hurt ... like her legs were on fire. She came to a stop in front of a frozen lake. It was so peaceful here. Behind her replaced mask, Kuni's eyes ran along the horizon of the elegant scenery ... enjoying its tranquility. Even though her legs were in pain, her heart was racing and droplets of sweat dribbled down her masked face -- she felt safe now.

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Yoshimitsu frantically ran through the thickness of the snowy forest. His eyes searching for a movement of orange and purple. "Damn." he cursed under his breath. What was he doing? For the longest time he tired to get Kunimitsu off his ass — and now ... he wanted her. He wanted to see those pwoerful violet eyes again. Her eyes. Gah! What was he thinking? What was wrong with him? He'd never felt the way he was feeling at this moment. The pit of his stomach fluttered when he thought about his rival. This was so strange ...

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Kuni had managed to calm down and relax her body muscles and heart. She was still standing through, her mind swimming with thoughts. Could she just live her life as a loner? Maybe a normal life? Leave the outcasted world of poverty and return to Japan to begin a social and simple kinda life? Maybe ... she closed her eyes — her ears not catching the rustle behind her.

He'd found her. When he saw her standing there, he just wanted to wrap his arms around her and embrace her, but he fought back the urge. "Kunimitsu?" Yoshi said, first time being he ever called her her full name. Kuni shot around and gasped, "You followed me!?" she turned around again, her back towards him, "Haven't you seen enough?"

"I came back to ..."
"To what? Laugh? Make me feel like—"
"No ... I'm ... sorry."

Kuni took a deep breath. What a hypocrite! Yoshimitsu stepped foward, but she stood her ground. "I really am! I didn't think ... well. Why do you hide?" he asked. "Why do you care!? Just leave." she barked. Yoshi was now so close bein dher she could feel his cold armor against her back. She shuttered, "Kunimitsu ... I ... fogive my mistake," he whispered as he leaned towards her. Kuni froze in place when she didn't feel hard, cold steel press against her neck. Instead she felt warm skin. God ... no ... Yoshimitsu had taken off his mask. "To make it even, I've taken my mask off -- so you can look at me. Turn around," came Yoshi's crisp clear voice.

"No."
"Turn Kuni."
"I said 'No'. What part of no don't you understand the N or the O?"
"Just turn."
"No!"

With that Yoshimitsu wrapped his arms around her, spinned her around and held her shoulders -- Kunimitsu pinned in place. "Open your eyes." He knew she'd shut them, "Please?" She didn't budge. He could feel her body as he pressed her shoulders with his armored hands. "Let go!" Kuni said in a shaky voice. "Look at me." She took a deep breath. She was becoming fed up with this metal-head. Suddenly, she pulled off her mask, swung open her eyes and felt herself gasp. Her jaw twitched and her eyes widened. This was the first tiem she had ever seen him without his mask as well.
He had choclate brown eyes and thick, somewhat long, black hair. He had a squared sorta jaw and he was very clean shaven. His hair was neatly tied in a tony tail and ... he was very hansome. She watched him give her a toothy grin, "What? Cat got your tongue?" She blinked, mismerized as he'd been with her. As the two maskless fighters stood in each others arms Yoshi began to speak again, "Kuni ... I'm sorry for making you look at me. I'm reall sorry for taking your mask ... I ..." She was glaring into his eyes. A soft snowy breeze blew their hair they stared at each other. Time seemed to stop for Kuni as Yoshi leaned his head down and presses his lips against her. Kuni's body froze even more, but her hands ran up Yoshimitsu's side and then slipped around him. Almost mechanical.

Kunimitsu wondered why she didn't pull away. Why she didn't smack him for being so sudden in his actions. She'd known him for years! She hated him, though. Her envy for him was so great, but at this moment her cold feelings melted and were replaced by pure love. A passion. A burning sensation in her heart that had been begging for this moment. Her arms were drapped around this armored man. Their lips locked in hotness.

What am I doing!? Yoshimitsu yelled at himself as his arms moved over her shoulders. He placed his right hand behind her head and pressed her against him. This inflared the sweet kissing and made his heart faster. His left hand moved down to her lower back. He'd always loved her just as she loved him. A hidden love almost. She'd always been so much stronger than him in so many different ways. Yoshimitsu tilted his head to theleft as she took her hair into his fist and gently tilted her head to the opposite direction. He didn't want to end it. It felt so perfect, but yet .. something was eerie about it. Yoshi wanted more. More of her. He wanted her. She was all he ever really wanted, but he never saw the true extent of it. Slowly and hesitantly Yoshimitsu turned his lip-locked kiss into a passionate french kiss. He tasted her as well as she did. His heart was booming in his chest. He sweore for a moment he could hear her heart, too.

Much definition could be placed here, but the woulds could not explain their inner desire for one another. Kuni had never felt like this since her High School boyfrined ... and that was years ago! But ... something was wrong. This was wrong. She hesitated, but conjured her strenght ... retracting herself from his mouth and parting the kiss. Their lips slowly and hotly parted as they seductively unsticked from one another. She planted a few more hot kisses in his lips as she stepped back. "This is wrong." Kunimitsu whispered after that passionate kiss.

"Why? No, Kuni ... it's alright! It's—" Yoshi began, "I hate you." she interruped. He was dumbfounded. He stared at her, but she evaded his eyes, "What?" With that she pushed him watching him as Yoshi lost his balance and fell backward. She jumped out of sight ... gone. "Shit!" Yoshimitsu growled as he got to his feet, "Why does everything have to be such a pain in ass?!" He put his mask on and stood up, looking out into the wilderness.