Kakashi dragged her out of her room by the hand and pulled her down the hall to his room and opened the door. Uzu closed her eyes expecting a couple of people to be in the room as he pulled her in and closed the door behind him and let go of her hand and moved over to his desk. "There isn't anyone in here Uzu. So you don't have to close your eyes."
She cracked one eye open and looked around the room for a second then sighed in relief, as he unlocked the bottom drawer in his desk and pulled it open. "What are you doing?" Uzu asked curiously from across the room. He looked at her over his shoulder and smiled as he found the colorful little mother of pearl inlay box that had belonged to his mother.
It was among one of the few possessions that he had managed to keep to remember his real parents by after they had died. And inside of it were his some of his mother's jewelry, and a few things of his fathers along with five little pictures of him with his parents as a baby. He set the little box on his desk and opened it and quickly sorted through it to find what he was looking for.
He figured that these particular treasures would do nicely since they were a matching pair. He pulled out the one that had belonged to his father and studied it for a second, looking at the little wolve's on either side of the thick white gold band, and ran his thumb across the glittering oval sapphire and smiled as he recalled the story that his father had told him about these rings.
They had been his parents favorite treasure. Because it had marked the beginning of their relationship with one another. His father had once told him that these bands were lucky, and that anyone that wore them was destined to be bound to one another by a love deeper than the ocean, and more enduring than time.
He hoped that it was true as he slipped his father's ring onto his ring finger.
And then dug out his mother's which matched his father's in every way but one, the oval stone in the white gold setting was a lovely pink tourmaline. He pulled it out of the box and wiped away some of the dust that had settled on the glittering gem and gently closed the box and put it back into the desk drawer and closed and relocked it, then stood up and walked over to Uzu who had been leaning against the door trying to look calmer than she probably felt after what had happened a little while ago.
Her nerves were still just a bit rattled. He could tell by the way her attention shifted form nothing to him as soon as he stood up and started moving. He stopped right in front of her and grasped her left hand and slipped his mother's ring onto her finger, feeling just a little surprised that she stood there and let him do what he wanted. She looked at the ring then back at him, her expression confused.
"These rings belonged to my parents..." He said softly as he lifted her hand a little bit and laced their fingers together, flesh against flesh, cold metal against metal. "I'm giving you my mom's ring. Do you understand why?"
She bit her lower lip and slowly shook her head no. And he let go of her hand so that he could frame her face in his hands and breathed, "I'm giving you my mother's ring, because I want you to be my girl. My baby girl. My treasure..." My one great love. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he pushed it aside.
He didn't know the first thing about love. He grew up knowing so very little of it.
But that didn't mean that he couldn't learn if he had the right person to help teach him. And he just knew that Uzu could show him everything that he wanted to learn so desperately. He knew that she wouldn't be violent with him, or threaten him like Sakura. Knew that she wouldn't abuse him or demand things that made him feel sick inside.
She wouldn't ask for anything more than he was willing to give.
She would be patient and understanding, and tell him when he was crossing the line so that he could back the fuck off. He needed her. He knew this. He just didn't realise how much he needed her right then.
"Do you understand?" He asked after a second or so. His mis matched eyes studying her, silently pleading with her to say yes. He needed to hear her say the word before he could do anything more. He felt like he couldn't go on living unless she gave him the word.
Uzu didn't know what to think of him. He had been acting funny since earlier today when she had played that trick on him. And she didn't know what he wanted, not really. One minute he looked like he was going to strangle her to death and the next he was kissing her breathless.
But she did know one thing. He had such a desperate look on his face. It was simply something that he couldn't seem to hide from her, even if he was trying to hide it from himself and she knew that she had suddenly become his life line.
Whatever it was that had him acting so strange wouldn't stop unless she was with him. That was why he had put his mother's ring on her finger. It was a silent claim on her, a warning to others that she already belonged to someone.
She didn't understand his reasoning behind the ring, but she knew that she had to say yes. He wasn't likely to give up until she did. For some unknown reason this was important to him. Probably more important than the very air that he breathed.
He had her cornered, and right where he wanted her and there was nothing that she could do about it but submit and hope that he didn't do anything that could damage her heart or mind any further than it already was.
She nodded her head. Feeling as if some part of herself had just been pulled form her body and placed in his hands. "Okay Kashi. I get it."
And she did. She understood that she was giving herself to him. That he would now hold sway over her heart and mind and body, and she just prayed to god that he didn't hurt her.
He gave her a dazzling smile and pressed his mouth against hers in a slow, soft caress that seemed to suck the air right out of her lungs and she heard him say something, very softly. Almost too softly to hear. But it sounded suspiciously like, "Thank you."