I woke up feeling refreshed as dim moonlight shined lazily through the window, lighting the bland room very poorly. I sighed, thankful for no bright lights and closed my eyes. I snuggled back into someone.

"Hmm," I moaned, putting my face in the crook of his neck. His hips shifted a little and he wrapped a single arm around my waist, pulling me forward into him. My eyes shot open, and I flinched at our closeness. Madara's grip only tightened. "Madara," I hissed, nudging him a little. "Madara, wake up." I paused. "Madara, you're hurting me." I lied, but his eyes slid open, and he released me, scooting back a little.

"Sorry," He mumbled turning, stuffing his face into his arm. "Morning." I saw him relax a little, falling back to sleep.

"Morning." I said cautiously, looking at him. He seemed so casual sharing a bed with me. Wait… Why was he in bed with me? I tired to think of the last place I had been. Well, we had both been on the couch. So we must have fallen asleep and then... Well it doesn't matter, as long as I am comfortable. I sighed and laid my head back down, letting sleep fog over my brain.

Madara's POV-

My eyes peeled open in the sunlight. I winced as it burned and stung my eyes. My pupils adjusting to the brightness, but I decided to reclose my eyes instead. I felt the warmth of a body pressing to me and slowly opened my eyes back up to see a familiar head of red hair. I felt my eyebrows rise groggily, and I was instantly up out of the bed, walking around the frame and towards the door. I didn't want to leave her hanging, but if she didn't see me when she woke up, then maybe she would think it was a dream.

I briskly walked out from the room. I needed fresh clothes. I needed an energetic Ninami to come squealing down the hall, not a sobbing one on the couch.

"Ninami," I said. She gasped and sniffed, looking up at me, wiping her tears away. I opened my mouth to speak but she wouldn't let me.

"It's not weak for a girl to cry, asshole."

"…I wasn't going to say that…"

"Fucking liar."

"Damn, you caught me."

"Stop trying to lighten the mood it's not working. And, I don't want to tell you."

I sighed; women were always so blunt in this house. "I'm not going to make you." She got up and left the room. "I'll just see what it is myself." I muttered, standing up and walking out into the hallway. I made a couple of maze like turns before stopping at a door. Saiyami's room. I opened it softly and looked at the red head still sleeping.

"Nom-nom-nom." She whispered faintly. I scoffed slightly. She always was so childish when she was sleepy, or asleep.

"Saiyami," I called. She sniffed and her body froze. "Wake up."

"I'm awake?" She asked sleepily.

I sighed, a smile faintly on my lips. "Apparently, you're talking. You have to open your eyes and look at me." She rolled over, tangling herself in the covers.

"Better?" She asked bitterly.

"Saiyami, wake up, please."

She furrowed her brows at my soft tone and she sat up quickly, stroking her hair away from her face and gave me her full attention. "What? Is something wrong?" She asked, starting to stand.

"Yeah, do you know what's wrong with Ninami?"

Saiyami stiffened, clearing her throat. "She has... womanly problems. Something you wouldn't understand. It's really something I even find hard to process."

"What?"

"Exactly."

"I don't get it." I said slowly.

"Well, that's the point. As a guy, you're not supposed to." She said to me bluntly.

I thought about it, but then decided not to overthink it and just stuck with what Saiyami was telling me. I already knew if there was really anything extremely wrong with Ninami, she would tell me. I nodded, "Fine."

She smiled and nodded back sitting on the bed. "So…can I go to sleep now?"

"Um… No, get your ass up." I scoffed at her.

"Meanie..."

I rolled my eyes. "Grow up, Saiyami."

She gave me a sour look, waving me off. "I don't have to for awhile. I'm not that old."

I raised an eyebrow. "Why are you talking like an old woman then?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, I guess when me or Ninami are tired we feel old and lazy." She admitted, lying down on the bed. "Night!" She chirped.

I narrowed my eyes. "Get up! Come on," I smiled fainstly continueing, "I'll make you breakfast," I joked.

"Go to hell." She muttered.

"Already been there." I mocked, crossing my arms.

"Screw you." She grunted.

"Never." I smirked.

"Grow up." She spat.

"I could say the same to you." I cooed.

"Already been over that Madara-kun. Very nice for you not to bring it up again." She replied. I nodded. I sat on the bed next to her, leaning back on my arms casually.

"Like always, because I'm a nice guy."

"Ha! You wish."

"Are you saying I'm not?" I mocked, acting that I was hurt.

"What? I never said that." I leaned in close to her as she sat up glaring lightly at me.

"Are you sure?" I whispered, a hint of a smirk in my tone.

She nodded with a childish grunt. "Of course." Her voice when she tried to be serious with this much sleepiness hitting her was a little higher than usual and cute.

"Hm, really?" I drew out my words. She leaned in as well, setting her head down on my shoulder. She yawned.

"Yep, but right now…I'm tired, shut the hell up. You're just proving my point." She snapped softly, her eyes closing. She sighed and leaned against me fully. I hummed and wiped a stand of hair from her face, making her frown. Her left eye slide open halfway. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"Shh," I whispered, smiling at her. "You're cute when you're quiet." I let a finger trace her cheek

She scoffed, but a small smile graced her face. "But, I'm sexy when I speak," She countered. I felt a sigh escape my lips. "Ha, I win, you can't deny it!" She whispered happily, her eyes now closed again.

"Ha! You wish," I joked. "You can't deny I'm sexy 24/7."

"Yes I can," She retorted, then paused for a second. "You're adorable when you sleep." She cooed silently. This statement took me by surprise, but I didn't let it show very much on my face.

"Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and cockily smirking. "Do you watch me as I sleep?"

"You were in bed with me this morning. I don't know why, you will tell me later, but I woke up to your cute face." She snickered. "You make the cutest little faces."

"Thank you." I chimed.

"Welcome." She breathed. She scooted closer to me, her head now temporarily off my shoulder, then we were thigh to thigh, and she rested her mop of red hair down again.

Even though her hair was messy and tangled it was cute and fiery. She was leaning against me fully, her body pressed against mine, but she was so oblivious to how this made me a little...uncomfortable? Yeah, but then again it was also comfortable. Something was building inside me; I felt hotter than normal. Something about this position seemed to make me crave for more of her getting pressed to me.

Saiyami, she was beautiful and laying with me that I tried to control my damn emotions but I then brushed her red bangs back away from her forehead and couldn't help but bring my lips closer to brush over her bangs. I liked the feeling that sprang to my gut. Intimacy was something I wasn't used to, but it was something I now craved for. She opened her eyes immediately when my lips met contact with her forehead, suddenly wide awake.

"What was that?" She asked, almost sounding angry.

"A kiss."

"What was it for?"

"You must have not been listening to me, I said you're cute when you're quiet."

She blushed just slightly and I took that opportunity to pull her up onto my lap. She was sitting sideways on my lap, us eye to eye. Our noses brushing against each other's. I smirked, bringing my lips in closer to her. I then stopped teasing and kissed her lips. The kiss got deeper and deeper to where she wasn't as stunned by our lips making contact anymore and enjoying it. Her upper body turned towards me more, and her right hand rest on my hip. She moaned, and a steamy feeling ran down my body. Her moan was soft and a bit of a sigh, but so damn fiery. As soon as it left her lips I felt her face heat a little, as if embarrassed.

I then tugged at her bra strap and she pressed closer to me, fidgeting a little. "This confirms it, you are a bad boy." She breathed. Her hot breath trickled down my neck.

"I' do my best to be good." I insisted. I eyed her devilishly. She knew what I wanted, and I knew what she wanted. I played with her bra strap, and she eyed my hand evilly. So I took it away from her strap and took off my own shirt.

Her eyes grew wide and I noticed her staring at my chest and abs. I noticed her tongue poke out of her mouth and moisten her lips. I took hold of both her cheeks and kissed her. "Saiyami…" I purred, breathing on her neck.

Pressed this close to her made me feel courageous to take it farther, and her holding the outer part of my thigh, restrained me only a bit. I rolled my hips up into hers and she liked when I hit a certain spot. She moaned the same moan, again making her face heat more at the foreign sound and feeling. But some part of me told me that she liked feeling this way, even if she seemed kind of frightened to make those sounds.

I then grabbed her and rolled her to her back, quickly she was shocked that she was now below me. I rolled my hips into her again. She moaned again, but this time it was louder, and more of a grunt. "Like that?" I breathed. She shivered, and pressed her eyes closed.

"Not really…" She smirked. She then took her gentle hand and idly played with the top of my hakama pants. She kept dragging her hands around me, teasing me and a gruff moan whimpered past my lips. I felt so so so hot.

"Like that?" she asked.

"Not really…" I smirked.

"Fucking liar," she spat, smirking at me.

"I know you're thinking of me fucking you though," I whispered. She giggled sweetly, as if caught red handed.

"I know you're thinking about fucking me… you better make love to be, Madara or else, say goodbye to the very thing that even makes you a man," she threatened, no real threat behind it. Though, I love the way she purred my name.

"If you wish," I mumbled. I grinned and kissed her lips again. A gentle kiss this time instead and that was the key. Saiyami smirked, and pulled on the string that kept on my hakama pants.

Saiyami's POV-

I sighed, shruging on my clothing.

I looked back at Madara, who was doing the same. "Remind me to ask for you personally to give a wake up call."

He gave me a knowing look, "Then the others will get suspicious. Though, that wasn't...planned."

"Lies," I said playfully. "you thought it through. If you wanted me so much, I don't see why it too you so long. Plus, you enjoyed it."

"Never said I didn't," he whispered huskily. He smirked, leaning in for a kiss.

I smiled a little, pulling away just a tad to plant a small peck on his lips. "Good." He scoffed lightly, getting up.

"I have paperwork to do."

"So you'll be in your room, or office?"

"Um, room, I'm not ready for the office. I think I will need more time adjusting to this...leadership."

I nodded, "Alright, that's understandable. Just call if you need me. Ninami said last night she was going to go shopping today."

"Izuna is training with Kai's daughter, Lin."

"Ooh, Ninami might get jealous."

"Why?" He asked cluelessly.

I gave him a look. "They're in love, duh. Can't you tell? It's simple to see." I sighed. "Maybe it's only easy to me because I'm a girl..." He shrugged, leaning down and pressing his forehead to mine.

"Either way, thank you for letting me know." He said devilishly. I gave him a forced frown, even though I wanted to smile at his tone. He kissed my frown to make me smile. I laughed, and broke it, giggling. Just the way he touched me made me happy.

"So," I started after I composed myself. I eyed him mysteriously. "Are you going to do something about it?

"No," He answered truthfully. "I don't wish to interfere with that."

I nodded to him giving him a happy smirk, "Good. I'm plenty."