"Kakashi's POV."
"Megumi's POV."
Week 2
(Megumi)
It was my second week in Oto and I was already overwhelmed by the kindness of these people that I barely knew. Everyone seemed so eager to open their hearts to me, especially the children. Kabuto's son, Yoshi, was so friendly, funny and bright. I noticed he was curious about my koto so I showed him how to play a couple simple songs. I couldn't help but smile at how his fingers fumbled over the strings. That's how I was when I first started to learn. Yoshi didn't get frustrated though. He just laughed at his mistakes and tried again.
Everyone was being so kind I wondered if it was out of pity. I had missed so much growing up without a family that I assumed they must feel sorry for me. While having dinner at Narabi's home something unexpected happened. I started to cry uncontrollably and just couldn't stop myself. Narabi cradled me in her arms and rocked me like a young child. She was trying to comfort me but the tears just wouldn't stop. Narabi told Yoshi to leave the room as I started to calm down. She patted my tear stained cheeks and asked me what was wrong.
"Narabi-san...there's something I should tell you," I started in between sniffles. "When I arrived here I knew that I only have one month until I die."
"Megumi-san, I'm a med nin, though not as skilled as my husband was, but I can still tell that you're not sick..."
"In less than one month a tracker from Konoha is coming to kill me," I whispered so only she could hear. I didn't want Yoshi to know. He was still mourning his father so I didn't want to add to the pain.
"I see. Megumi, we may be few in number but we have capable shinobi who would protect you..."
"No, there's no need. I accepted my fate from the beginning. I won't go back on my word to the Hokage."
"Very well," Narabi conceded with a grim expression. "But try not to think of it as one month until you die. Look at it as one month to live and enjoy this short time with us...your family." Part of me knew Narabi was right. I shouldn't spend my last days wallowing in misery. Yet another part of me knew that enjoying myself for the next few weeks was easier said than done.
(Kakashi)
After Pakkun reported back to me I observed Megumi's movements. I felt like a damned stalker watching her like that, but I couldn't help it. I had to see if she was ok, which was ironic considering what I would do to her in a matter of weeks. I noticed that there was a certain group she would hang around. One older man, a young woman, and a child. I wondered if they were the family she had mentioned in her letter to me. I couldn't help but notice how sad and distracted she looked. I tried not to get too close during daylight hours. Although I was sure I could handle it, as confrontation with any of the Sound nin was not part of my mission.
One evening I was taking a short nap up in a tree. I had mastered the art of sleeping with my left eye open to avoid being taken by surprise in my sleep. I was awakened by a sound coming from below. It was different from the lulling sound of the river, but soothing nonetheless. It was the sound of a human voice that I knew all too well. I slowly peeked around the trunk of the tree and nearly fell from my perch at the sight that I beheld. Megumi was standing waist deep in the river below stroking her long locks with her hands and humming to herself. She stood sideways against the current giving me full view of her elegant curves. I dug my fingers into the bark of the tree as she reached back to tie her hair into a ponytail which caused her to arch her back and push her perfect breasts out even further. We had been together for quite some time, but my god it was like it was my first time laying eyes on her. I felt my pulse rate increase as I fought back the desire to hold those breasts in my hands once again. I knew just the right amount of pressure to use when I would squeeze those pretty, pink nipples. 'No, no, no! Focus, Kakashi! That's not what you're here for!' I scolded myself within my mind. But I just couldn't ignore the familiar aching in my loins. I needed so much to be surrounded by her heat. I squeezed my eyes shut and tired to think about anything but the beautiful woman bathing in the river below. In spite of my efforts I couldn't help but let her name escape my lips. I silently cursed myself when she ceased her singing and began to look around. I didn't dare breathe until she stepped up onto the river bank and wrapped herself in a plain kimono. Once I determined she was far enough away I exhaled and slumped against the trunk of my perch. I grumbled inwardly because I realized I had to quench the fire that had started with a mere glimpse of my precious Megumi.
(Megumi)
I couldn't sleep. I had gotten into the habit of retiring earlier than the others so I could be awake most of the night just in case he showed up. I don't know why I started doing that. Perhaps part of me hoped he would make an early appearance so I could see him. But that was foolish, because the sooner I saw him the sooner I would die. Knowing Kakashi he would give me my month. In all the time I have known him he has never denied me anything I asked. However I couldn't deny that I wanted to see him so badly! Hell, I would have been satisfied just hearing his voice. I was thinking about him so much that night I could have sworn I heard him calling my name. The stress from pondering my upcoming demise must have been getting to me.
I was finally getting sleepy. Bathing in the river must have done the trick because I was so relaxed. I rolled out my futon and pulled out what some would consider an odd object of comfort. Before I left Konoha I made sure to pack one of Kakashi's tank tops that he used to work out in. It was unwashed and his strong scent was all over it. I pressed the shirt to my face and breathed deeply. Although the scent wasn't as strong as when I first took it, it was still there. Since I left it wrapped in my futon my whole bed smelled like Kakashi-kun. Sleeping with one of his shirts was an old habit I developed for when he would go away on A-rank or S-rank missions . It was like having him there beside me while he was gone. My love's manly scent filled my nostrils as I drifted off to sleep.
That night I had a dream that I felt more than saw in my unconscious state. I felt gentle kisses on my face and neck. Every place I felt the kisses felt warm and comforting. The kisses traveled down the valley of my breasts, then over my stomach and thighs. Unseen and slightly rough hands brushed across my lips then teasingly traced over my shoulders before cupping my breasts. That touch felt so familiar and so right. Those wonderful hands slid down to my waist and I felt a fluttering in my belly as soft lips pressed against my stomach once again. The kisses went lower and lower until they stopped short of the place that had so far been neglected. Before I could get too disappointed I felt that needy place being filled. How I had missed that wonderful feeling. Just when I got to the point where I didn't think I could be filled anymore I heard a voice speak softly in my ear.
"What is it you desire more than anything, Megumi-chan?" I didn't hesitate with my response.
"To hear Kakashi-kun tell me that he loves me, but only if he truly means it." I could hear my own voice shaking with a mixture of desire and fear. Now instead of just lips and hands, I felt a whole body press against mine as that soft, mellow voice whispered once again into my ear.
"Megumi-chan...aishiteru." At the sound of those words it was as if love had become something tangible. I could feel what I can only describe as waves of love washing over me. As I opened my eyes I saw a flash of a man's face over mine in the darkness of the room. When I called out my love's name, in the blink of an eye the face was gone. I sat up on my bed and realized Kakashi's shirt was balled up in my left hand and my sheets were damp. I twitched when I felt a tear hit my thigh. I felt like such a fool for hoping that he was really there making love to me. My tears soaked the tank top as I cried myself to sleep.