So then, this one is really short. Sorry. I mean, I'm really sorry. Really.
Inner Destruction: Chapter Seven
Neji caressed her skin softly. "Izanami…" he breathed.
She couldn't breathe. All she could do was stare at the boy she was supposed to hate.
He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to hers, kissing her gingerly as if afraid of breaking her.
She found herself leaning into the kiss. She didn't hate him; she couldn't.
Neji broke away and gazed at her. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that," he murmured.
"I've waited a while for you to," Izanami replied quietly.
Neji kissed her again, and then moved his lips down to her jaw line, then her neck, making his way further down to her collarbone.
A sigh escaped from her lips, followed by a low moan.
Neji smirked and kissed harder, biting the skin until –
Izanami gasped and shot up. She ran her fingers through her hair as she looked around.
The dark woods, four other huddled masses covered with blankets.
It had been a dream.
What a dream.
'Although why I would dream something like that…'
She sighed and lay back down. No use thinking about something that would never happen.
Neji gazed at her sleeping form. Things were changing; new emotions sprang up, old ones melted away.
This was wrong. This new attraction was wrong. The way he had looked at her was wrong. The way he felt about her was wrong.
Izanami stirred in her sleep. Her lips formed words he couldn't hear.
Neji sat staring at her, thinking about nothing, thinking about everything.
The troubled boy sighed and lay back down.
When had things gotten so complicated?
See? Told ya it was short. Again, sorry!
