Locking the door after Zetsu left, the swordsman sighed heavily and began to undress. Why did it have to be like this? Haven't I suffered enough?

Crawling into the bed with his slave, he cupped her face and pressed his forehead against hers. "Forgive me for everything Natsumi, I tried my upmost best to make you happy."

Kissing her softly, he kept holding her limp body to him trying not to think the worst if and when she comes to. Frowning when he received no response he just kept on kissing those luscious lips, mentally begging for a reaction of any kind.

Several minutes passed and still nothing, it was like she shut off the entire world in her mind. Not wanting to, he caressed and felt her soft skin, groping everything he could touch so tenderly as he nibbled on her neck.

Please wake up.

How can he have sex with her if she doesn't respond at all? It'd be no different than raping an unconscious body. Not being able to bring himself to do it he just kissed her once more.

Forgive me, I can't hurt you again.

"Ki…same?" Taken aback from the quiet whisper he stared wide eyed at her looking up at him weakly. "I'm sorry." He knitted his brows asking, "You have nothing to be sorry for Natsumi, but thank goodness you're awake."

A few tears from her eyes fell and whimpered, "I never would've mentioned Itachi if I'd have known he passed away. You were suffering and I'm so sorry I made things worse."

Kisame stroked her cheek and shook his head, "No, I'm the one who was at fault. By not letting go of the past I hurt you in the process without meaning to. If not for me, none of this would've happened."

She touched his cheek, stroking it gently, "No, it would've happened sooner or later anyway from what…..Kabuto said." Natsumi turned her head, unable to hold back her sorrows as Kisame held her to his chest protectively.

"He...He drugged me and I now I'm…..cursed." "Shhhh, it'll be alright Natsumi. I know what happened and he didn't cum inside you. You're safe now."

Gripping his shoulders tightly she groaned, "Then why do I still feel this way?" Kisame cupped her face and made her look at him, "The effects won't go away until someone comes inside you and then….you'll be bound to that person for the rest of your life."

Staring at him blankly, she lied there in deep thought for several minutes, "So, the only way I'll feel better is if we have sex?" "Yes. If you rather we didn't I won't, but I want to help you."

Many more minutes in a dreadful silence he went to sit up and leave, but her words stopped him. "Don't go."

He glanced back and she gave him a small smile, "I love you Kisame."

His heart felt like it was going to explode. She didn't actually just tell ME that did she? Leaning back down, barely an inch apart he whispers, "Come again?" "I…I love you and want you to make love to me."

Resting his forehead against hers he asked, "You don't hate me?" "Of course not." Too overwhelmed with this he took no action…..but she did. It was just a small peck to the lips but that was far more than enough to get the embers flaring.

Such a heated kiss it was, filled with nothing but affection for one another.

Funny, it takes such a drastic situation to get two to come together and admit they care for one another. How ironic.

Pulling back he murmured proudly, "I love you Natsumi and forgive me for not telling you sooner."

A small gasp of pleasure was made as he suckled and bit her neck, trailing his love bites all the way down her stomach. Doing anything and everything to make this special…..even though it already was.

Gripping his hair from the hot tongue licking between her folds she couldn't hold back the soft moans escaping her throat. Kisame was drowning out her sorrows and filling them with need and love. It was amazing.

Locking lips with her again, he glided his now erect length inside her. Thrusting at a slow pace and enjoying every thriving moment of their love making.

Kisame hasn't felt this complete since Itachi was alive, but now, he had Natsumi to heal his aching heart.

Thrusting harder and faster, he sent her over the edge with a small cry of bliss, "Kisame!" Growling low when his seed was released henceforth, he murmured her name with content, "Natsumi."

Panting heavily he noticed she already fell asleep with a small smile upon her face. Kisame smirked and stroked her cheek before getting up and dressed.

Heading out the room quietly to not disturb his precious girl, he glanced at her once more with a smile.

*Sasori did indeed fix Orochimaru alright, that clever red head had planted a video camera into the snake's bedroom a way's back and it had recorded the entire thing.

From the beginning discussion between master and slave until the treacherous actions that took place. It took a few days to get everything sorted out with the law enforcements, but the verdict was clear.

Orochimaru was taken far away to a prison, whereas Kabuto was transferred to another just as distant.

Kakuzu, Zetsu, Sasori, and Kisame divided the snake's share of the company between them equally, having yet a few more weeks to fix that and more work on their part upon the business.

Within a month's time, everything was better than it was before. The two least liked were long gone and never to return, the business was operated like normal, and as for personal matters…..it was better than they could have imagined.

Natsumi made a full recovery, mentally and physically thanks to Zetsu and Sasori. She was completely back to normal like nothing happened.

She also didn't seem to mind being only physically attracted to Kisame, in fact, she loved it. So did the swordsman of course, he was NOT complaining to say the least.

*I plopped onto his lap as my master was doing his paperwork and asked, "Hey Kisame, was Itachi really smart?"

I had no fears anymore if I brought up Itachi's name, he finally got over it even though he still misses him but I understood, he loved him but he loves me too, so that alone makes me happy.

He chuckled, "Yes he was, a prodigy of his age. Why do you ask?" "Just curious about him that's all, I would've liked to meet him."

He ruffled my hair and put the papers down, "Knowing you Natsumi, you wouldn't have liked him." "Really?" "He's a lot like Sasori now that I think about it and I know you can't speak to him much."

I huffed, "That's because he won't talk back to me; he just gives me that look!" "Well there you go."

I giggled and hugged his neck, "So, when are we going to throw that party for Hidan and Kakuzu's anniversary?"

*Kisame groaned and leaned back, "Well, looks like I might as well get the good vintage out now to save us an earful this time." "Great! Then you and I can go to the basement and play."

He smirked and murmured huskily, "You really hang around Hidan too much to get such naughty ideas. Can't say that I'm arguing, we might just do that if you behave."

She smiled, "I'll try my best but no promises."

He chuckled and just kissed her on the lips lovingly.

Looks like we both finally learned to cope with everything, including each other.

FINISH!

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