Disclaimer: Still don't own any of them, the plot however is a creation of my sick, twisted mind.

Chapter 5: The Assault

Her blood was pounding in her ears as she launched herself at him. "It ends here, Kakashi." Her veins were alight with fire as she went for the kill, her kodachi aimed for his heart. No more games. This time, it was for real.

A deafening sound of steel against steel was heard throughout the forest as his kunai blocked the path of her kodachi. Nobody had ever been able to dodge her final attack before. No on could possibly see her movements. She was stunned, unable to believe that she failed to kill him this time.

"The rule of the wild, my dear," he spoke to her huskily, barely a whisper through the thundering rain.

With one swift movement, he grabbed her neck and lifted her form up with one hand. He gave it a tight squeeze as he felt her body struggling for air.

"Never toy around with your prey."

He lifted her higher. Her hand dropped the dagger she was holding as she grasped at his hand. She felt dizzy as her deprived lungs shouted for air. She clawed at his arm in a pathetic attempt to free herself from him to no avail.

He tightened his grip even more as he brought her tormented face closer to his and peeled of her mask. Yes, she was beautiful, even more striking with her defenselessness and vulnerability. He took pleasure in seeing her dazed, emerald eyes as her pouting pink lips slowly turned blue. His fierce tigress a while ago now resembled a weak, helpless kitten.

Her struggles went weaker and weaker with every passing second. His hold tightened even more. Her hands dropped down to her side as her body went limp, unable to move another muscle. Her brain fought for whatever little consciousness it had.

She had acknowledged her defeat as she prepared herself and accepted death.

Kakashi had other plans.

Right before she lost consciousness, he released his grip on her neck. She fell on all fours into a hapless, panting bundle before his feet. Every intake of air was like a divine blessing from the gods and she breathed eagerly. She felt cold and bitter as the rain poured down on her weak body.

She felt a burning, throbbing pain as Kakashi thrust a kick into her abdomen. She was airborne for a few seconds before she landed and rolled on the grass. Her whole body muddied with dirt and grime. She was in deep pain as she struggled to stand up, her knees trembling as it refused to support her weight. She tried to stand up again. She almost managed to do so before Kakashi appeared in front of her with a feral look in his mismatched eyes, the orbs of his sharingan spinning wildly.

"What happened to my ferocious tigress?" he taunted as he drove his fist on her stomach with such force that it knocked the air out of her lungs.

She had no choice but to lean onto his body for support as her head went dizzy.

"I hate you, Kakashi." It was all she was able to say.

He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her hard against the trunk of a huge tree, her head hitting the hard wood with a sickening thud.

Kakashi pressed closer to her, pinning her against the trunk with his body, it felt good. She tried to push him away but to no avail. He placed one hand on her abdomen, feeling her cold flesh ripple against his touch. He looked into her face, saw her helplessness and smiled. He pulled down his mask before he took her mouth with his. His kiss was brutal as it invaded her, leaving nothing to question. His lips pressed painfully into hers as it bruised the soft, sensitive flesh. He tugged at her lower lip as his hand snaked up its way to grab her breast. He heard her moan, in pleasure or in pain, he could not tell. He kissed her again, deeper this time as his tongue pushed past between her lips and he tasted the honeyed interior of her mouth. He drowned in the pleasure she was giving him as his other hand traveled up her spine and cupped her nape, tilting her head so he could deepen the kiss even more. His lips and tongue attacked her very core, unforgivingly harsh. He left her mouth and surveyed his work. Her eyes were dreamy and unfocused, her cheeks flushed with heat and her parted lips were swollen and red.

He smiled to himself as he kissed and licked the line of her jaw. His hand held a fistful of her cherry hair as he tugged it gently to one side, allowing him access to her smooth, supple neck. She tasted like sweet wine, addictive and satisfying. He licked and tugged on her earlobe, eliciting a sharp sigh from her. His breath was warm on her ear as he spoke softly to her.

"Tell me your name." he whispered huskily, before is lips went to the junction of her neck and shoulder. He bit hard on the sensitive flesh, not strong enough to cause pain but hard enough to show her who was in charge. His action earned him a deep purring sound from her throat.

She did not answer his question so he pushed his body even closer to hers, his weight bearing down on her feeble, feminine body. His hips pressed onto hers, making her aware of the pressure that was starting to build up in his loins. He dragged his lips across her collar bone, kissing and sucking at her flushed skin, his hands traveled under her wet clothing, moving in an utterly slow pace up and down her rib cage. He could feel the warmth of her body against the freezing coldness of her shirt, inviting him for more.

"Your name," his voice hoarse and raspy as his mouth began its assault on her body once again. "Tell me your name."

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Author's Note: I think this is a nice place to stop for tonight. Gomenasai this is my first pathetic attempt at lemon. Please don't kill me