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Any who... chapter two... ;D hope you enjoy...

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Lightning flashed, illuminating the night sky. The storm continued to rage on outside, rain slapping against the window as the clouds continued to flash and thunder. She smiled, leaning slightly forward she stretched her hands out toward the window, turning them ever so slightly. They had escaped back to his apartment, and she was now safely tucked away behind the folds of the loose t-shirt he had given her to wear as her wet clothes were carelessly cast aside, but she still longed for the rain.

A small smiled spread across his lips as he watched her, gracefully perched at the other end of the couch, sloppily dressed in his t-shirt and shorts. It reminded him of a happier time, a time long before all the heartache and pain, staring at her, a small part of him could still not believe she was back in his life. When she had left three years, two months, and twenty-seven days ago, she made it perfectly clear that she would never come back, that he would never see her again. He was glad that just for this one time, she had not kept her word. Curiously he observed her as she stretched her arms out toward the window. "Woman, what are you doing?"

Her eyes shifted over to him, "... Feeling the rain on my hands…" she drew her hands back, and repositioned herself on the couch. Swinging a leg over over him, she gently straddled his outstretched form as her hands slid up the length of his body, slowly exploring the body that seemed so foreign to her. There was so much about him that was new and exciting to her, like the new expanses of muscle he now had, or the deeper, huskier voice he now commanded, but all the familiar things about him still lingered, like the sarcasm that laced his words, the way his eyes dropped ever so slightly when it fell on her, and his scent, oh god, that the scent she loved so much was still there. Three years, two months, and twenty-seven days was a long time to be apart, but back then she never would have of imagined how unbearable it would be to not have him close. In on swift motion she closed the distance between them, bringing her face to meet his she grinned mischievously.

His body shuddered under her touch, oh how he had longed to feel her warmth near him again, how he had longed to hold her so close to him. He could feel her warm breath on him as her face lingered over his, her teal eyes sparkling, every now and then reflecting the brilliant flashes of lightning. His eyes lowered to her long, slender neck and down toward her exposed body as his loose t-shirt hung down low around her delicate body. He felt his whole being tingle with desire for her and he forced his eyes back up to meet hers, how he missed those beautiful teal eyes he so often dreamed of. He caught the corners of mouth curled into a seductively playful grin, "What are you thinking now, woman?"

She shifted her body, pinning his arms to his side as her hands crept up the side of his face and up to his hair. She playfully, but roughly tugged on his ponytail. "Stop calling me woman."

"Ow, alright." He smirked and pulled his arms free, maneuvering his hands onto her thighs, gently caressing her as they teasingly slid under the loose shorts. "You're playing at something something… I can feel it."

She closed her eyes as his hands taunted her, sending slight shivers up her spine as he gently caressed her. Feigning a look of innocence, she continued to play with the end of his ponytail, which was still damp from the rain. "… No I'm not…" She purred as she leaned in and nipped at his ear, slowly tracing the folds of his earlobe with her tongue.

Pleasant shivers ran down his spine as the warm wetness of her tongue made contact with his ear, pushing his desire for her further. He squirmed under her as she planted soft feathery kisses up and down his neck, sending electrifying shocks throughout his body. "Woman, do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"

She bit down hard on his neck, "I told you to stop calling me that."

He grimaced slightly and pinched her side, before sliding his hands up her silky smooth body, drawing her body closer to his. "I'm sorry, Temari-san." He cooed in her ear.

It was now her turn to shudder as his lips brushed her ear, his voice low and husky, so tantalizingly seductive as it whispered her name. She felt her body melt into his touch as his hands softly explored the curves of her body, lingering ever so slightly before it moved to a new spot. "Mmm... That's much better..." She playfully flicked his ear with her tongue before suddenly pulling away from him, struggling out of his grasp she stood up and walked toward the window.

Groaning he sat up in disappointment, he rubbed the back of his head and turned toward her. For a moment he had felt the distance between them close, and for a brief moment he had forgotten the three years of immense pain. He watched her, watched her slender fingers trace the raindrops that splashed onto the window, watched her shift her weight ever so slightly as she leaned toward the window.

She watched as the lightning cut through the clouds, the dark clouds that blocked out the glorious night sky, but for once she did not mind not being able to see the stars, for once she enjoyed her obstructed view. Dark clouds, pouring rain, crashing lightning, rustling leaves, yes, these were the things she had missed, these were the things that reminded her she was no longer in Suna, that she was tucked away, safe with him. She smiled as she felt his arms wrap protectively around her waist, as she felt his warm breath on the nape of her neck. Closing her hands around his, she leaned back into his embrace, and for the first time in three years, two months, and twenty-seven days she felt like she was home.

"What are you thinking my love?"

His voice brought her back to her original thoughts, she smiled as she turned her head toward him. "Let's go dancing in the rain."

"Troublesome woman, we just got dried off from the rain." His arms tightened around her, drawing her even closer to him. He did not want to move from that spot, he just wanted to stay like that forever.

"Baka, that was your idea, not mine. I want to feel the rain on my skin, I want to feel it wash over me, to feel it wash away the pain..." She turned in his embrace, throwing her arms around his neck she entangled her fingers into his hair and stared deeply into his warm brown eyes. "... and besides, it doesn't ever rain much in Suna, and oh how I love the rain..."

He felt her fingers run through his hair, her beautiful teal eyes dancing at they bore deep into his soul, her pretty little mouth displaying that smile he loved so much. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to hers, he savored the sweet taste of her lip gloss, the feel of her warm lips upon his, the pressure she applied as returned his kiss.

She parted her lips, sliding her tongue into his mouth, she took control of the kiss. Desperately she drew out his tongue, wrapping hers around his as she relished in the taste of him. She wanted him, she wanted every part of him, she desperately wanted to make up for all the years she had thrown away.

He felt taking control, drawing him into her, seeking him the way he had sought her, he was now very aware of the game she was playing at, he knew he could give in now, but he wanted this game to last just a little bit longer. Abruptly he pulled away from her, teasing her the way she teased him just moments ago. "Come on, let's go."

"Hm..." She pouted, her lips felt abandoned, she reached for him again, but he held her at bay. Reluctantly she withdrew, she had not been done with him yet, she would have to wait. "Go where?"

He chuckled as he pulled her away from the window and toward the door, she had won this round, and she did not even know they had been playing. "Didn't you say you wanted to go dancing in the rain?"

A smile spread across her lips and she mentally slapped herself in the head for not realizing it sooner, but they were playing their favorite game now, and she had even won the first round. It was well rehearsed game between the two of them, teasing, taunting, manipulating, and even after three years, two months, and twenty-seven days, neither one of them were rusty. "Really?" She purred, "Are you sure it won't be too troublesome?"

He smirked, "Woman, don't you know you're worth the trouble." There was just a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice, but he meant those words, he would go to the ends of the earth for that woman. He dodge her hand as she swung to hit him; she was back, the fiesty spirited Temari of old, the beautiful, temperamental Temari he loved, the unpredictable Temari who would kiss him one minute and beat him the next. At that moment he finally understood what his father had been trying to tell him, why his father married his mother; apparently all Nara men are masochists.

The rain was still coming down hard, as they made their way up the graceful hill. She smiled as she twirled about, letting the rain fully soak her to the core. The late summer night was still incredibly warm, making the cool rain all the more pleasing to her. She took his hands, attempting to pull him into her wild and erratic dance. For the first time in over three years she felt free, free from the lies she told herself, free from the torment that followed, free from the questioning and despair. She was finally back, back in the security of his arms, back in their secret place so far away from the sounds of the crowd, back where she belonged.

Smiling he followed her as she pranced up the hill, every now again twirling in the rain, reaching for him, attempting to draw him into her sensual dance. The rain fell around them, stripping away all the layers of pain and agony, leaving behind a smooth and polished heart. As she danced by him again, he grabbed her slender wrists and pulled her into his arms, wrapping her in his love he gently kissed her. She was back, that was all he cared about, never mind the fact that she would be gone by the time the sun made its appearance beyond the eastern horizon, never mind that he did not know when he would ever see her again, tomorrow or the next day did not matter to him anymore, he had all he needed tonight.

She continued to sway in his arms, moving to the sound of the rain all around her. His kiss was hot and steady, gentle yet fierce, she felt him pouring his soul into hers as his lips danced upon hers. She pushed aside all her inhibitions, all the chains and locks she placed around herself, all the rules and regulations her country had bound her by, she pushed asided everything but the beating of her heart. No, she would not make the same mistake twice, she will not leave him in tears again, she would take tonight, and make it the most unbelieveable night of her life, so that it would carry her through all the lonely times.

Chapter two done!~ ;D It's a little shorter than I had wanted it to be... but *shrug* whatever.... it was a good place to end it ;D

Anyway... I actually used some lyrics from the song in this chapter... just for fun. Hope you liked it...