under the same sun
[kiss]
summary: kissing is like drinking salted water. You drink, and your thirst increases. Chinese Proverb
rating: T
note1: i kind of failed at writing drabbles in the previous chapters, but this could be considered one. maybe. probably not.
note2: forgive the cheese-fest; i tried my hand at romance and ended up butchering the genre. i'm more comfortable at angst and pseudo-romance.
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Obito Uchiha was kissing her.
His lips were wet and warm as they alternated between a series of mouth-mouthed kisses to light pecks. Unable to find purchase, his hands moved from her cheeks, to her hips, to her shoulders, and back again, touching her delicately, as though he were afraid she'd break.
This was her idea – because she was curious to know what it felt like to kiss someone, and who better to ask than her best friend? – and now she was having second thoughts. It was supposed to be an unaffected kiss; something that she could both look back on and shrug about, but now, she was beginning to worry.
Instead of feeling nothing, a flurry of emotions were running rampant though her. Why did it feel so right doing this with him? She wasn't supposed to feel anything this monumental about kissing Obito.
She'd always heard the phrase – and even used it sometimes, especially on Obito – curiosity killed the cat, and never realized that it was true until now. Hearing about her friends all having their first kiss stirred something inside of her; she wanted to know what it would be like to kiss someone. Who better than he best friend?
Rin should have known that nothing good would've come from this, but her own curiosity and interest made her ask. Obito readily agreed, sounding a little too enthusiastic (only deflating a little when she'd said it was for research only), and eagerly asked when she wanted to do it.
The sooner the better, she though, and the next thing she knew, his lips were pressed against her own. It started out as a chaste, friendly peck on the lips before escalating to something deeper. It was a little awkward, too; their teeth knocked together, noses rubbed against each other, their lips were pressed too harshly together, causing an ache, and her heart was beating painfully in her chest. It wasn't an idealistic first kiss at all.
She didn't know where to put her own hands, and her nose was beginning to hurt a little.
And…this was Obito Uchiha.
Rin was blushing and her heart wouldn't slow down at all through the kiss.
Now, she didn't want him to stop.
Much too soon for her liking, Obito broke apart, resting his forehead against hers. His onyx eyes bored into her brown ones, pure adoration shining through in their dark depths, and a dark red flush spread across his cheeks. The intensity of his gaze pierced right through her, stunning her with heavy eyes, fully of emotion. Swimming in those dark depths, she could see happiness, a gentle glow, and…love. Swallowing, she attempted to put some distance between herself and those confounding onyx eyes, but was haled when his hands dropped from her shoulders to her waist, pulling her in close
Their breath mingled in the sliver of space between their bodies
Rin could count every freckle (nine, to be exact), every blemish (he had a little scar above his forehead), and every emotion playing across his face (he looked nervous, happy, and scared all at once). He seemed a little unsure now; but that determination she usually saw cross his face every time he wanted to win something (either against Kakashi, Gai or Minato) was shining through.
She felt a little nervous – almost nauseous, really – in the silence that overtook them after the kiss. It was embarrassing to think of; her inexperience (as well has his) was so clearly displayed. The kiss was…nice, though. His lips were soft and warm, and being in his arms made her feel so comfortable.
"How was that?" He asked, the flush on his cheeks deepening, and his voice sounding low and hoarse. "Was it a good first kiss?"
Rin could only nod numbly in reply, her mouth still tingling. She wanted him to kiss her again, and again, and again, until she was thoroughly satisfied, but couldn't bring herself to act on those whims. The ramifications of her actions would undoubtedly hurt Obito in the end if she was unable to follow through with them wholly.
Causing him aby unnecessary pain was unbearable to her, especially if she would've been the cause of his heartache. Even now – doing this, asking him to kiss her as though it was no big deal – she was doing it; selfishly tormenting him with her conflicting emotions and feelings. She loved Obito, but had yet to decide if she was in love with him.
She knew there were some lingering feelings that bypassed the normal friendship boundary, but before she acted on anything or lead him on, Rin wanted to be completely sure. He deserved that much – and more than what she was able to give him.
Still…The sudden insatiable need to lean forward and press her lips to his again was almost too much to ignore.
She was afraid of the consequences for doing something so risqué like that. Her conflicting emotions on the onyx haired boy were another contributing factor to her hesitance. They were friends. She loved him – and at times, that love was stronger than simply being just friends – but was she ready to take that leap into the unknown?
His lips looked so inviting, though…
"Are you okay?" He asks, pulling away from her slightly.
Already she missed the warmth of his embrace.
How was she supposed to stop now that she started? It was so tempting to just say the words that were gnawing at her, let him know and go from there. She liked Obito, her best friend, but the foreign concept of jumping into something without a plan didn't seem practical.
Since when was love practical or logical?
Rin smiled softly at him, leaning forward to chastely brush her lips against his own. "Kiss me again, Obito-kun," she whispered.
Walking into unknowing territory without a game plan seemed like a brash thing to do, but when it came to her and Obito, Rin found that being spontaneous was best.
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note3: this seems too rushed and…bleh. how do you guys feel about the (semi) romance in this drabble? too little? to cliché? tell me if you absolutely hate it and i'll try something different. do you guys like the drabbles longer or shorter?
note4: first kisses are never fun, and this is a prime example of why i don't do romance.