-1Hiashi knelt down beside the stream, filling the water flasks that would sustain himself and Tsunade this day. He had slept poorly. He had noticed that Tsunade remained awake deep into the night.

After her fits of laughter had subsided, she had gone through some very strange and seemingly habitual ministrations. At times, it seemed as through she was communicating with someone and at other times it was as if she was honed in on something or someone, searching and seeking for signs of them through time and space. Who could hide from such scrutiny?

It was still dark when he returned to their camp and put on a strong pot of coffee. The firelight lit Tsunade's face. The curve of her jaw seemed to lengthen as her head bent back further. She began to moan softly in her sleep. It was clear that Tsunade was dreaming and that it wasn't an altogether pleasant dream. Her body stiffened and she raised both arms up, crossing them over herself, as if to block an oncoming blow. "No!" She cried as she made fists of her hands and brought them down on either side of her body.

Hiashi felt that he had let this go on long enough. He came to Tsunade's side. He searched her face to see signs that she had awakened. Finding none, his fingers brushed the side of her face.

His hands moved into her soft blonde hair. Long years had passed since Hiashi had touched a woman and Tsunade was beautiful. Her golden hair shone in dawn's early light. Her face had no lines that would betray her age, due to her jutsu. However, he had beheld her eyes before. No one's eyes held that particular depth unless they had suffered the death of one dearly loved. This was not the loss of a parent, nor could it be the loss of any other than a mate. It took one to know one, here.

Hiashi's hands gently slid down to Tunade's arms. This seemed to pleasure her, for her hands pressed into the ground by her sides and she lifted her chest and knees simultaneously. "Mmmm" escaping her lips.

Hiashi could not help but run a hand along the length of her side. For a woman of Tsunade's endowment, this involved cupping a significant portion of round breast before moving down to a smaller waist and then outward to a generous hip and down to a muscular leg.

Tsuande stirred at the sensuous touch, her breath deepening. She was carried away with the feels. She reached and clutched strong arms. She ran her hands up and across his shoulders and around his neck as though he was made of gold.

Her strength was unbelievable as she pulled him downward , lifting her head to touch his lips. Tsunade's hands went under his arms and round his back. Down they went to press his body into her hers, creeping downward still to his muscular buttocks.

Tsunade worked her mouth against his, taking his lower lip in her teeth and pulling gently. She then kissed along his jaw line and ran her tongue down his neck, sending sensations shooting throughout his body. Her legs parted and she pulled him down onto her body and she used those legs to pull him closer, her hips rocking slowly against him.

Hiashi was at the limits of his self control. He worked her out of her night shirt and beheld the largest breasts he had ever seen. He pulled himself up to increase his view of her. She raised both arms, seeking to pull him down to her again and it only served to better display her assets.

"Come here to me" she pleaded and he leaned down to kiss her again. She put her hands on his on his shoulders, pushing him downward. Hiashi, though confused, complied, kissing his way down to her breasts, his hands cupping underneath them and pushing them upwards. He could not believe his eyes. He gently kneaded her ample breasts in his hands and ran his tongue downwards to her stomach.

"Oh Dan!" escaped her lips "don't let this dream end."

Hiashi's back stiffened and he stopped in his tracks. "Tsunade, I'm sorry" he said "I have coffee" handing her night shirt to her.

Deep regret filled him as walked back over to the fire, feeling like an idiot.