A.N.- Hello everybody! I'm finally back with another chapter! I know it took a long time but I had to go hunting for the devious plot bunny of SCA that ran away. I caught it and got back on track. Granted, finding time to type the chapter out is alot harder than just thinking of it because to be able to type it you must have plenty of this mystical thing called Time. It constantly eludes many I have heard. Dastardly, very dastardly. Anyway, I finally got enough time to myself to type this chapter out. I hope it was worth the wait and that everyone enjoys it! Thank you so much for reading! Wish me luck with the rest of this story please. It is getting down closer to the end and I want to make sure I wrap everything up nicely before I actually end it. Thank you!
FanggirlX

Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine

Crickets were chirping.

Many people found it to be a soothing peaceful sound.

To Yura it was just damn irritating. Chirp chirp was not peaceful.

Her poor head was aching from being rattled around, making her kitty ears more sensitive to noises than usual.

Also adding to her headache was her boyfriend, Kankuro, who had been hard to get rid of. He'd been scared of losing her. It was nice...being loved like that, simply for being herself…definitely a new thing. Yet perhaps not a bad thing.

There was a tap on her door.

She glared at it from underneath her sheet. That is… it's not a bad thing-being loved- unless said lover becomes obstinate and keeps bugging her when she wants to be alone. Konkers just wasn't grasping that fact though.

But whether he gets the hint or not doesn't matter because she wasn't inviting him in this time.

Besides, the door was locked; and she was too comfy to get up.

"Yura?" his concerned voice called out, muffled by the door.

Ah, damn, he sounds really worried...

Yura sighed and gave into him once again, despite her resolve moments ago to not.

"It's locked. If you can get in without me getting off my lazy ass you can come in." she called, wincing at the volume of her own voice.

She watched with mild amusement as a blue line of glowing chakra wormed its way under her door and slid up to the lock and jimmied it open.

"That should be cheating…" the cat girl muttered, running a clawed hand through her grey hair.

Kankuro smirked as he came in, having heard her. "Should be?"

Yura stretched in a very feline manner and reluctantly pulled the cover away from over her head.

Kankuro was instantly by her side stopping her.

"No, it's okay. Keep it on if you want." he told her, his voice awkwardly gentle.

Yura peeked out at him from under the half of the sheet that still hung over her head, the other above her head in her hand, with Kankuro's hand on top of it.

He knew she was waiting for an explanation so he shrugged and grinned, "It's not that I don't want to see your pretty face. I just think if you're happier with it over your head you should leave it."

Yura shrugged and pulled it back over her head, curling into a ball underneath it.

She felt his weight shift on the bed and wondered where he was moving to. Suddenly his arms were encircling her, he was under her sheet behind her.

He kissed the side of her neck and whispered, "You don't have to come out, I'll come in."

Yura gave in to his presence and the calm it put over her. She relaxed against his chest letting out a soft sigh of content.

Kankuro stayed respectable underneath the sheet and Yura relaxed even further until eventually she was asleep nestled against the solid warmth that was Kankuro.

In her dream she revisited a recent moment she couldn't erase from her mind.

The girls had all gone their separate ways to shop at the mall. She and Temari were scanning the stores for good dresses when Yura noticed a presence that was very unwanted and possibly dangerous.

Not wanting her friend to get caught in the cross fire she told Temari to go try on a few dresses while she went to grab a smoothie. Temari's ocean blue eyes narrowed suspiciously at Yura but she went along with the request and grabbed a few dresses she kind of liked.

Once the blonde stepped inside the dressing area Yura dashed away and cornered the towering man in the dark clothes and sun glasses-like wearing dark shades inside makes you less conspicuous….

"What do you want?" she hissed.

"Waiting for you to hold to your end of the deal. If you don't comply with the boss' wishes your new group of friends may have a few accidents."

Yura sent the intruder of her happy day a death glare, a very fierce and malice filled death glare.

"Let this be your one and only warning, cat. Give us what we want or blood will spill."

Yura snapped, "I told you I held to my end of the deal! You have nothing on me and I don't work for you anymore."

The shaded man grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her close, "You never stop working for us once you start. Death is the only way out. You want out?"

She watched him sneer and think that he'd won.

Yura clawed his hand holding her, making him drop her.

"I'm not giving you anything else. It wasn't part of the deal."

She turned her back on him and walked away, feeling his cold eyes piercing her back.

Yura's eyes snapped open, her heart beating a little faster than normal.

She just couldn't escape the damn memory. She couldn't help but feel the car accident was due to her refusing them.

Had she really put her new friends in great danger?

"Mmm…Yura? You awake now?" she heard Kankuro mumble sleepily as he snuggled closer.

She felt her lips twitch in a smile.

He was a cuddler. Who would have thought this tough guy was a snuggle bug?

He nuzzled his face against her neck and hugged her body as he stretched his back and mumbled, "Are you feeling any better?"

"Mmmm." Yura rolled over and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'd be better if you were inside me. Help me out with that?"

She watched his sleep hazed brain put two and two together and once it clicked a slow grin spread across his face.

"Definitely."

He pulled her flush against his body and kissed her.

Not roughly. The tenderness behind his kiss made her want to cry.

She couldn't take sweet right now. She may have been responsible for hurting all of his friends, and his sister. Each tender caress and every gentle kiss was agony to her newly developed conscience.

What would he think if she told him everything?

She bit the tip of his tongue and took control, forcing it to heat up.

Kankuro willingly followed with a nearly silent chuckle. "That's how you want it huh?"

"Yes. I want you rough and hard. Make me beg, Konkers."

Smirking he rolled over on top of her and Yura couldn't hide the wince of pain from her side in time. Her body was still mending the internal damage it seemed. Kankuro instantly lifted himself off of her. He held himself above her, barely touching her with his body.

"You're not fully healed." he said.

Yura smirked, "Not going to accept my challenge then, Konkers?"

Kankuro grinned and leaned down to softly kiss her lips ending it with a teasing nibble of her lip.

"I didn't say that. I'll make you beg. I'm just not being rough. I'll be more careful with how I move."

Yura glared at him, "Don't you dare treat me like glass. I'm not some fragile thing that can fucking break."

He placed a hand on her face and stroked her cheek, "Not saying you are, stupid. I know you're not fragile. But just because you can take pain and can be tough…doesn't mean you have to. And it sure as hell doesn't mean I can't take care of you."

She smacked his hand away and tried to get up, angry now. "I don't need to be taken care of."

Kankuro held her down, gently. Of fucking course he did it gently. Idiot.

Leaning down he let his full weight come down on her and she hissed silently as pain shot through her.

He kissed her and bit her tongue painfully as he roughly grabbed her breast in a tight hold.

Pulling away he stared into her eyes, "Is that what you really want?"

He lifted himself up again to hover over her and he kissed her, deeply sweeping his tongue against hers in tender teasing strokes his hands softly roaming her sore body, never being hasty simply enjoying the feel of her skin.

Yura felt a moan begin in her throat but she stubbornly held it back. He won't win this. Arrogant bastard.

Kankuro leaned closer and began placing soft butterfly kisses on her face and neck.

"Yura, I love you and just because you don't need to be taken care of doesn't mean I still won't want to. Not cuz I think you're weak or fragile but because you're important to me."

His voice had deepened with emotion and his breathing was labored from using restraint while touching her.

Yura realized several things all at once as Kankuro held himself above of her trying to be gentle for her sake.

1) He was telling the truth.

2) He really didn't want to go gentle because it was some kind of power trip for him or because he thought she had to.

3) Gentle wasn't bad, it may hurt- not physically- more than his being rough because it was so beautifully loving; but it wasn't bad.

4) She was taking her frustration out on him.

"I love you too." she whispered, hating that it was true. Loving this man was going to be the death of her. Quite literally if she wasn't careful.

Kankuro kissed her again, hot passion behind his careful motions.

Yura chuckled, "But really I won't break."

He smirked and quirked an eyebrow as he stared down at her, moving his hand up her tummy to cup her breast.

"You may when I'm done with you."

"Oooo, such confidence. Where'd this come from?" she teased.

His eyes locked with hers and he whispered, "Since I heard you say you love me."

Yura stared at him, his sudden seriousness making her face heat.

Dammit, she was not going to blush because of some mushy sappy shit.

Kankuro bent and instead of going down to take her breast in his mouth like she'd thought-and anticipated- he hugged her to his body and stroked her hair.

"Get any mushier and I'll think you can get hard for me." she teased running her claws up his back and down his arms sensually.

Kankuro arched to her touch and took her hand dragging it down to cup his obvious erection.

"I'd say I already got that covered." he laughed.

Smiling, Yura shook her head and pulled his mouth to hers, desperate for a real kiss from him. Not gentle, not rough, she wanted how he always kissed her.

Sweet, needy, hungry, loving.

"Kiss me right, Konkers. Be gentle however you fucking want but you damn well better kiss me right."

Kankuro chuckled, "Would that count as begging."

"Shut up, you ass." she grinned pulling him in for another kiss.

Kankuro took control of the kiss and then sweet nectar he was kissing her how she craved. The power behind the kiss made her suddenly feel weak, and the love in the kiss had her wanting more and more.

"Konkers."

He pulled away, his eyes meeting hers, waiting to hear what she had to say. That would probably never cease to amaze her. Even now, on the verge of hot steamy sex he cared what she had to say.

She smiled, "Don't keep me waiting."

Heat filled his gaze once more and he began the slowest most painfully sweet sex she'd ever had.

He was right, she realized, this…was going to make her beg. Beg for more. Beg for it to never stop. She'd beg anyone, anything, to never let this dream he'd placed her in end.