Soft Kisses in the Rain (A Kisame Story)
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Chapter 4 Almost Stolen
Kairi stood in the kitchen, three days later warming up some left over shrimp ramen. She accidently missed dinner because she was looking for herbs until Deidara, Itachi, and Kisame came looking for her. They found her, she was picking peppermint.
"I didn't expect you to be up so fucking late like this bitch." Kairi turned, seeing Hidan sitting at the table, blood sitting on the corner of his mouth as he smiled the usual sadistic grin he has. A shutter automatically ran through her body at seeing the Jashin monk up at this hour. It was probably 10 or 11, probably doesn't help when it was 9 when they found her. Then Itachi and Deidara got into a fight.
"Uh, go-good evening Hidan." Kairi said softly as uncertainty was filling her body. She turned to her ramen, feeling her stomach growl. She could only leave, feeling Hidan's eyes on her, making it awkward. For the most part, unless it was medically, she stayed away from the Akatsuki members. Kisame, Kakuzu, Konan, and Pain were the only members that knew her for who she was, the ones she dared called friends. Heck, Kakuzu was her mentor for getting use to the medical wing, observing him and taking notes. He was there for her when she tried everything for her first time, telling her what to do and have her study it. She could only turn, just hearing Hidan move. When done, she felt her face go a new shade of red, seeing the Jashin monk so close to her. She didn't like it at all, she wasn't comfortable. His breath waved into her nose, making her want to cover it from the smell of blood that was lingering in his mouth. A chill that was bigger then the other ones she had ran down her spine. That was meaning something was going to happen and she wouldn't like it.
"Such fucking fear in your damn eyes. I kind of liking that shit right there." He said it with another sadistic smile coming to his blood stained lips. Kairi started to tremble, pure fear surging through her body. "You're so fucking shy, and . . . untouched. I want shit like that." With that, he placed one of his rough hands on her inner thigh, earning a loud gasp come from her mouth. "A fucking perfect sacrifice for my bitchy God."
Water dripped out of the shower head, eyes closed as with his blue hand running through his wet hair. A single droplet escaped the hair that hung closest to his skin, running down his toned muscular body with it getting absorbed in the waistline of his pants. He froze, standing in only his pants as his ears picked up Kairi's voice and hearing it did not make him happy. Luckily he had sensitive hearing. Over the period of time of knowing this soft spoken woman, his hearing became acute to hearing her, listening for the soft voice that made his body get into jitters. Swinging the door open, he sprinted out towards the one room he heard her gasp come from. The dining room.
Her emerald eyes that were normally not wide, were wide beyond belief as Hidan forcefully threw her onto the kitchen table. She knew there was something wrong from the way he was looking at her. Without holding them back, she let the tears pour, flowing down her pale face that was close to a white it seemed like it in the sunlight.
"Now, instead of one shitty blood to give to Jashin-sama. I have two fucking types of blood to spill to my deity." Hidan, leaning down to where his lips were close to her ear, whispering it huskily. With it coming from the pieces to a whole puzzle, she figured out what he was planning on doing to her. He was planning on stealing her maiden head! She tried to struggle, trying to do her best, but nothing worked against the worshiper of Jashin. Suddenly, without warning, Hidan was ripped off of her and thrown to the wall. He glared, wanting to try again but didn't. In between her and him was a pissed off Kisame that was ready to growl at any second it seemed like.
"Don't you ever touch her again! If I find out that you do, I will ripe your body into pieces and set each one on fire. If you even dare look at her, I will ripe your eyes out of her sockets and throw them into the ocean." His voice was bouncing off the walls, amplifying the anger in his voice. He didn't like what the monk tried to do, she didn't blame him either. Swiftly he turned to look at her, only to have her soon find herself being swept up in strong arms that held her to a bare chest. She felt his chest rise and descend repeatedly, knowing he was still very much angry. She knew how a man acts when he was protecting something he loved or cherished. They get angry with their breathing going rapid. Before she could even speak her question to her savior, she found herself getting carried away from Hidan and out of the room. She felt safe in Kisame's arms, it was like he was one thing she felt safe in.
I hope you enjoyed it. I'm about ready to pass out thanks to the lack of sleep lately. I blame animal problems. Comment/review if you want. Until next time!