Hello everyone! Chapter 2 of the series, yipppeee! Okay, so this one is slightly steamy, this idea just popped up to me while I was watching a movie. I also wanna thank blackismycolor31 for reviewing and being inspiration to continue!

#2: Wet

Disclaimer: I do not own DC or any of its characters, *sigh*

Summary: Kazuha never enjoyed being wet and soaked through...until that night.

It was long before it had started raining that Kazuha had been outside. She was returning from Aikido on that gloomy day, and was halfway through to her house that she felt droplets of water drip on her forehead. By the time she had looked up, it had started to pounder down, slapping hard against the tarmac road. Putting her Aikido kit bag over her head, she began rushing to the nearest house she knew.

Upon seeing the warm, dim lights, Kazuha slipping her hand in her pocket, pulling out a steel key. She twisted it in the hole, jumping at the sound of thunder. Immediately, she had entered the pleasant, dry environment.

"H-" she stopped instantly from muttering a word at the sight that stood in front of her.

Beside the lit up fireplace, crouching on the wooden desk with his head buried in a notebook was her boyfriend. He was so deeply engrossed in his quiet thoughts that he hadn't noticed the soaking girl standing by the door.

Kazuha noted that the boy was thinking about a case, and she knew which one too. Last week someone again had been murdered, now usually Heiji, the great detective of the west, could easily solve a murder case, but this one. This one was really hard, even for the genius himself.

She smiled softly at his confused face, his eyebrows scrunched up forming worry lines on his forehead. She could see drops of sweat trickle down the side of his head. He was hot. Both visibly and internally.

If Heiji hadn't gotten up and headed to the crackling fire, Kazuha would've stood there, soaked to skin, gazing at her boyfriend eternally. But she immediately snapped out as Heiji began pulling his white tee over his head, drenched in hot sweat.

Warm blood rushed to Kazuha's cheek as she admired the toned body of Heiji's. It wasn't necessarily muscular, but lean and preserved. Kazuha couldn't breathe, or move her eyes away from his bare chest.

She adored his glowing, chocolaty skin next to the blazing fire. It seemed such a torture to just there and watch, when really, she urged to go up to him and give a passionate.

Heiji wiped a trail of sweat along his forehead, shifting his eyes to face to door, when he spotted Kazuha, dripping a pool of rainwater, standing very still.

"Kazuha, what are you doing here?" He asks as he inches closer.

"I..um, I was, it was raining...er, aikido practice, no raincoat." it was like she was giving him puzzle pieces to put together.

"Why're you all flustered?" He raised his eyebrow, smirking slightly at his beautiful girlfriend.

"I..um..am not f-flustered!" She stuttered, peeling her eyes off him.

"Okay...anyways," Heiji grabbed a spare t-shirt of his, passing it over to her. "You're gonna catch a cold in those wet clothes, you can change in my room."

Nodding silently, Kazuha rushed upstairs, not wanting to look back at his body.

Kazuha shut the door quickly, sand sat down on Heiji's bed, trying to focus on her current task, but she just couldn't get his shirtless body's picture out of her mind.

'God! Why am I so flustered at him being shirtless, I've seen him many times like that...' She thought as she started changing, 'just never observed his toned muscles before...'

Eventually, after she had changed completely, Kazuha decided to peep into the mirror, and she noted that Heji's oversized shirt just about reached her knees. She let her hair fall over her shoulders.

When she made her way down the stairs, Kazuha noticed that Heiji had set her wet clothes beside the fire to dry up, and had made himself and her a cup of coffee.

"T-thanks Heiji," She managed, making sure not to make eye contact.

"No problem...hey, Kazuha, can you come here?" He asked, and Kazuha gulped but otherwise nodded.

She slowly went towards him, looking everywhere but him.

"Does anything come to mind when you see this?" it was a stupid dying message that Kazuha had gotten so used to. She unknowingly leaned over his shoulder, trying to decipher the code.

"Sorry Heiji but-" she froze immediately as she calculated the tiny distance between them. Even though they were dating, it was always a wonder why Kazuha grew crimson at his kisses, or hugs, or anything that required close proximity.

She jerked back, "I should leave now." She said, even without knowledge. Heiji grew confused.

"Leave? But you just got here, and you're clothes are still wet." He said.

"Yeah but-"

"Kazuha, what's wrong?" it was a direct, simple question.

"I...don't know." She had seen the lean body again and God could she not get her eyes off him.

Heiji suspiciously followed her sight, and almost gasped when he realised why Kazuha was acting weird. Suddenly, a wicked popped into the young detective's mind as he smiled down at his innocent girlfriend.

"You know Kazuha," He began cautiously, "its a strange weather today, warmth and coldness joined together, it almost makes me feel sort of.." He paused to see her reaction, and could tell she was confused, let alone red-faced. "erotic." he completed.

Kazuha couldn't believe her ears. The cheeky smile, the husky voice, that...word. It didn't seem like Heiji to speak of the sort at all. Usually, Heiji would run miles away at the mention of sex. She felt her face go redder, if that was possible.

"H-Heiji!" She stammered.

Heiji smirked at her. That ahou! Slowly, he approached her, speaking whilst doing so.

"So, I thought, I have my wonderful girlfriend, she can help me lose some of this...feeling."

Kazuha felt herself take retreating steps, until she felt her back smack against the hard wall. Heiji took the advantage of the situation and placed his arms beside her, while looming over her. He had successfully blocked her exit.

He lowered his face to match he height. "Everything has a beginning, and I think tonight's the best time to try it." And he pressed his lips on her cheek, proceeding to approach her ear, and he sucked on the lobe, causing a small moan to escape her mouth.

Kazuha closed her eyes, savouring the strange feeling. She felt his moist lips trace down to her jaw, and down to her collarbone, where he struck in his tongue in the hollow area. Kazuha let out yet another moan, this time quite a loud one.

Heiji smiled as he licked the sensitive area behind her ear, he loved to tease Kazuha.

Slowly, he moved back, trapping her lips in his fierce kiss. Kazuha moaned at the torturously slow moving lips. She gasped slightly when he licked her lower lip, asking for entrance. She reluctantly allowed this, digging her nails into his back.

Heiji smirked at the not-so-innocent Kazuha as he slid his hands just beneath the excessively big shirt and pulled onto him. Kazuha gladly wrapped her legs around his torso, pulling hard onto his hair.

For the next minute, they continued, increasing the pace and passion, then Heiji pulled back.

He smirked into the scarlet face of his girlfriend, not letting go of her.

"Eager are we?" He sneered, pecking softly at Kazuha's cheek.

Kazuha tightened her grip on Heiji's torso, breathing heavily.

"I...want another round." She stated, turning redder. Heiji raised his eyebrow, amused.

"Yeah? Well, this time it'll be in my room.." And with that, the thoughts of the case evaporated from his brain as he enjoyed the night with his sexy girlfriend...

So yeah, that was steamy I guess, comment and rate to let me know what you thought of this chapter.