Chapter 3...or 2...however you look at it, well, anyways, here it is! Beware of SakonxOC fluff in the latter parts of this chapter!
I do not own Naruto. I own my own OC Hoshiwa, and thats it.
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The pale young girl sat in her pajamas, staring sleepily out into the chilly autumn air through the square window in her room at Sound Village HQ. Almost two weeks had passed since the little 'incident' in the kitchen, and with the lack of true sparring regiments, she was getting rather used to sleeping in. However, the sound of someone knocking on her door had woken her from her slumber.
"Come in" she grumbled
One of the other occupants of Orochimaru's headquarters, his medic-nin, Kabuto, walked in.
"Good morning Hoshiwa-san. I'm just here to see-" she cut him off.
"To see if I'm sick because the weather's been very chilly lately and yada yada yada I know." she snapped "I'm not sick, if thats what you're wondering." she looked back out the window.
"Actually, I came with a message from one of the Sound Four. They want to know if you'll come spar for a while." he said, clearing his thoat. Hoshiwa stared at him, this time interested in what he was saying.
"Which one was it?" she asked. "Better not be that fatass Jiroubou, he'll just squish me!", She silently thought to herself. Kabuto looked at her, seeing that he had her full attention now. "Sakon." he said. "Just him; Ukon caught a cold and is staying inside."
"How is that even possible, for one of them to get sick and the other not to?" she wondered to herself. "Alright, I'll be out in a sec. Now leave me alone so I can get dressed." she said, shoving the bespectacled young man out the door.
"Why would Sakon want to fight me, when he knows he'll just get his ass kicked?" she thought as she pulled off her pajamas, looking around to make sure no one was peeping into her room. "Oh well, more fun for me!" she put on a long-sleeved turtleneck sweater and a pair of black pants and walked out her door. Sure, its not the 'traditional Sound battle garb' but hell, who really cared? It was cold out.
The poinsetta-haired girl stepped outside and began looking for her sparring partner. "He's probably in the stupid clearing in the middle of the stupid trees...stupid." she muttered, shivering. She walked into the forest, towards the clearing in the middle. Once she reached it, she looked out into the vast circular field. No one was there. "O-kay then, where the hell is he?" she whispered. Walking around the edge of the clearing, Hoshiwa looked around for the blue-haired man while trying to subdue her uncontrollable shivering. "Man, November in Sound Village is too cold!" she yelled into the emptiness. A leaf fluttered down onto her head and she grabbed at it, her temper rising. "Goddamn leaf! Get off my head, will ya?" she threw the leaf on the ground. Suddenly, a voice came from the trees.
"Someone's in a bad mood today, eh?" the voice said, teasingly. Hoshiwa glared at the spot where it had come from.
"Get down from there and shut up, Sakon." she said brashly. The man jumped down from the tree and landed in front of the pale, shivering figure.
"Hah..so whats got your undies in a bunch, shrimpy?" he taunted, stepping closer to her.
"I'm COLD, you blue-haired freak! Its too damn cold to spar!" she screamed "You know I'm used to warmer temperatures, yet you still wanted to fight? Well how about I beat your head into the wall and use it to start a nice warm fire, huh? How'd you like-" her words were cut off as a pair of ice-blue lips pressed onto her own. She squealed in shock, but then closed her eyes and went along with it. She put her arms around the young man's neck, deepening the kiss. After all, his lips were so warm, and she was so cold. Finally, they both pulled away for air.
"Sakon...why did you..?", she asked, still mesmerized. It was so unlike him to do something like this. 'But, cold weather does make people do strange things.' she thought.
He stared at her, "Well, you said you were cold, so..." he shrugged. "Be glad I didn't kill you for the 'blue-haired freak' comment." he said in a mock-stern tone.
"But...I thought...you said you didn't like me!" Hoshiwa sputtered, a dark-red blush crossing her face. He brushed a strand of her short, choppy,red-streaked hair out of her face.
"So? I lied, what did you expect me to say in front of that big-mouth Tayuya?" he said, looking away so she wouldn't see him blush. The young woman stared at him in amazement, before putting her arms around him and laying her head on his chest.
"Sakon...I..." he gave a small 'Shhh' sound and walked over to the shade of a tall mahogany. He sat down on the grass, leaning on its trunk, and motioned for Hoshiwa to come sit next to him. She did so, obligingly, and layed her hand on his shoulder. For a while, the two just sat there in silence, absorbing each other's warmth as the cold wind blew by. Finally, Sakon broke the slience.
"I'm sorry for what happened the other day..." he sighed. "I just didn't want Tayuya to start spreading some shit about 'Sakon loooves Hoshiwa' and making fun of me. I get that enough with her 'gay-ass faerie' comments..." he brought up his hand to brush his hair out of his eyes, but Hoshiwa took it in her own hand instead.
"Its fine, Sakon-sama..." he stared at her, surprised at her sudden use of honourifics. She'd never referred to him using any sort of honourifics before. "That was almost two weeks ago..." she brushed his hair to the side of his face and moved closer to his face, closing the gap between them as their lips met softly.
While all of this was going on, a shadowed figure was watching from beneath a tree on the other side of the clearing. The figure snickered to itself and brushed a strand of bright-red hair out of its eyes. 'I knew it..' she said schemingly as she watched her two teamates in their shelter beneath the mahogany.
Woo...who was that watching? Could it be..-le gasp!- Tayuya?
Whee...SakonHoshiwa fluffyness! I'm sorry if I'm makingSakon a little OOC...but I hope you liked this chapter! I'll write more soon!
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