Dance with the Demon CH 9

- I do not own any of the characters in this story. All belong to Kisihmoto-san -

Thanks again to my lovely reviewers and readers :3 I really enjoy reading the feedback!

I feel that retelling the scenes twice over by each perspective can be a bit repetitive and will refrain from doing so unless I feel it is necessary. Plus, I really want to keep the story moving forward. I have so many plans! It will still be from both perspective, just not ever single scene.

Enjoy~

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My eyes were glassed over, my breath rasping from my throat, my heart pounding wildly.

"Did you miss me Hinata?"

That was the last coherent thing my mind had grasped.

I lost all track of time after that. It could have been minutes or hours, but the remainder of the interaction was filled with the press of his body, the heat of his mouth, sounds of his throaty growls and my breathless moans, and the overwhelming feeling of desire that burned through me.

My face was hot and red but not from embarrassment, I was far too gone to want to turn back. I wanted him. I wanted him to undress me and trail his hot tongue all over my body. I wanted him to touch me, but I also longed to touch him. I wanted him to finally let down his guard and give in to pleasure, and I wanted to be the one to give it to him.

My thoughts seemed to spring to life as I watched his hand hover over the towel wrapping my body. My heart jumped in anticipation. I watched his face eagerly, ready to capture the look it would hold when he finally would have all of me.

His face was so beautiful. His black rimmed eyes contrasted amazingly with skin so pale it could be made of porcelain. His irises an exotic shade of turquoise I had never seen before that held only the slightest light and all of his emotions. His lips looked surprisingly soft and somewhat delicate compared to the sharpness of his jaw and the hard line his mouth was almost always pressed in. Oh, how I wanted to feel those lips. I wanted to taste them against mine and breathe in his warm breath.

There was a sharp knock at his door and I pulled my eyes away from admiring the gorgeous creature in front of me to stare at it.

I absently noticed Gaara's hand leave my top as a female voice called out to him from behind the door.

"Happy birthday little brother!"

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Before I could even lift up from the bed, my door swung open with great enough force to have dented the wall. I glared at the female standing in the doorway, a grin on her face and a wrapped box in one arm. Her eyes became wide as they focused on the scene in front of her.

Her face then turned from lightly tanned to beat red, her mouth gaping and her breath caught in her throat. She hastily dropped the box and threw her palms over her eyes, turning away.
"Gaara!" She screamed in a shrill voice.

Inwardly cursing, I slid back from the stunned girl under me, reaching to yank her towel down from where it had hiked up around her hips. She made a small sound that sounded like "eep" and I could only assume she hadn't realized how exposed she could have been to my sister.

I stood and quickly closed the distance between myself and the intruder, feeling waves of anger roll off my shoulders and cause the woman to tremble slightly.

"Knock before you enter my room, Temari. " I bit out harshly, failing in my attempt to hide the irritation that laced my words.

I was completely caught off guard at the small sound of a chuckle that suddenly came from the woman in front of me. In a split second, she had straightened and her finger was poking into my chest, a cocky smirk on her lips.

I arched a brow at her as she continued to giggle, her finger poking into my chest repeatedly. What even…..

"It looks my present isn't going to be the highlight of this day for you, brother!" She choked out in between her sudden howling.

My face twisted into a grimace as she dropped to the ground, clutching her sides as she roared with laughter and tears pricked her eyes. I had failed to see how this situation was funny in the least.

After several confusing moments, she rose and her hand rested on my shoulders, the other wiping the last tear from her eye as she started to regain her composure.

"I'll come by later, Gaara." She stood on her toes and peaked over my shoulder with a smirk on her lips before catching my stare. "I'll be sure to knock several times and flare my chakra. A signal? How about we come up with some sort of code."

My teeth ground against each other and I growled at her before shoving her through the threshold of the door. I shot her one last warning glare before slamming the door in her face with great effort.

She's lucky I'm working on my temper. A year ago I would have thrown her across the tower- or worse.

"Put a sock on the door handle!" Her retreating voice rang through halls and I bared my teeth at the closed door as if she could see it.

Very. Lucky.

I turned back to the slender form lying motionless on my bed ignoring the present on the ground. I trailed my eyes over her to see what kind of reaction she held. Her face was as red as my hair, but I had already expected that. The girl seemed to embarrass quite easily.

"Come."

Her eyes slid to mine in question and she sat up carefully, her hands trembling slightly.

I cocked my head to the side when I saw no effort for her to stand.

"Come, Hinata." I said sternly.

She slid off the sheets and walked over to stop a foot in front of me. My irritation overpowered my attempt to calm down and I reached out and snatched her waist, yanking her to me in a swift motion. I stared down at her contemplative. Just minutes ago she was begging me to touch her and now she was too shy to stand close to me? I stifled an eyeroll. Fickle woman.

I summoned my chakra and we teleported from there to appear in the middle of a room filled with the scent of fruit and flower petals.

I had known where her room was located from Kankuro earlier in the week, but I had never stepped foot into it until now.

I glanced around slowly as I unwrapped my arm from her. It was very minimalistic, as was my own, but I was still surprised. It held only a small desk, simple bed, closet, and a door that seemingly went to her bathroom. Even the walls were a simple beige color and the floors a light wood. She stepped back and looked up at me expectantly.

"Get dressed. We are going to eat."

Her mouth opened to say something but her stomach interrupted it, growling furiously.

I frowned deeply, scolding myself for how starved the organ sounded as it cried for nourishment.

I apparently don't take very good care of my things.

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I bit back the blush that wanted to heat my cheeks in favor of looking to the ground. I really was quite famished. The only thing that had distracted me from hunger was a different hunger that completely overshadowed the need for food…

Wait. He wanted me to get dressed? I turned and walked to my closet, opening it to the several identical maid outfits I was given to wear. I reached for one when his voice stopped my hand.

"Don't you have any other clothes to wear? Anything proper?"

I looked back over my shoulder at the question. Why would it matter what I wore?

"Anno.. The only clothes I have are a few civilian outfits from my old village…. I don't own anything nice." I said softly, my eyes darting to the desk that held my old clothes in the drawers-my old life, really. I shook my head, not wanting to remember it at the moment.

"Hm."

He abruptly vanished with a whirl of sand and I turned to where he had been. I stood for several confused minuted before he reappeared holding blue fabric. Taking several steps forward, he stood in front of me and offered it to me.

"Wear this, we will be leaving the tower to eat."

I stared down at the clothing then met his gaze. I decided not to ask any questions. Taking the clothing I went to my closet to pull out undergarments and slid into the bathroom.

...

My eyes widened at my reflection in astonishment.

A silky dark blue dress that hugged my hips but bellowed out towards the bottom that dusted the floor. There was a layered strip horizontal under my breast that cinched it in tightly with a silver broach that dangled from the side. The top portion was made of black elegant lace that trimmed just under my collar bones and off my shoulders, hugging my arms all the way down to my wrists.

The only problem with the dress was the fact that there wasn't nearly enough lace for my...size…

I looked down and my chest seemed ready to pop free from the fabric at any moment. Wherever he had gotten this from, the person who owned it was surely more modest in the chest area than I was, not to brag. A smirk etched my lips but I shook it away.

What would Gaara think if I went out into public like this? Would he enjoy the sight or be disgusted at how unsophisticated my chest had made the look? This seemed to be a classy dress and my breasts bulging out may be pushing it to more of a slutty vibe.

I blushed slightly as I took the handle in my hand. I never wore anything like this at home, and definitely not in front my my family, or a boy for that matter.

"Are you finished?" His voice called out, prompting me from my hesitation to slowly push the door open.

I stepped forward into the room with my eyes trained on the floor. I'll let him look it over for a moment before daring to see his reaction. Oh kami, I hope he doesn't get mad.

My eyes slid up and I noticed immediately that his eyes were on my chest.

I could feel my face burn all the way down to said chest and fiddled my thumbs in front of my stomach nervously. When he didn't say anything, I became worried and decided to point out the obvious flaw.

"I-It's a little small….. In the top area… Maybe I need to change-"

"It's fine." His voice cut mine off sharply and I jumped a little in surprise.

His eyes came up to mine and settled there before he spoke again.

"It's my sister's dress. She is more petite than you."

Oh kami, was that a compliment or an insult? Did he prefer his women petite and delicate or- me? Is he a breast man or does he prefer something smaller? Why do I find myself very insecure about what he thinks about me?

I could tell he saw the worry in my eyes and he stopped my thoughts by loudly clearing his throat.

"You….. You have a lovely figure."

If possible, my face burned hotter than ever and my eyes widened when I saw his face turn away to stare at my wall.

My heart beat quickly in my chest and my nervous jitter turned to sweat and I felt awkwardly hot. I could feel the blood drain from my head and my knees became weak. My vision blacked and my legs suddenly collapsed from underneath me.

I had fainted.

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-Somewhere in dessert, two months ago-

I was disoriented and dehydrated.

Squinting up at the harsh sun, I tried to shield my vision with my hand over my brow. I had lost track of how long I'd been running or where I was headed. Somehow I ended up in the desert with no food and no water. I wished desperately for the raven to return with another message from Neji and even more so for some sign of civilization.

My feet burned as they struck through the hot grains in my hurried pace. I was a shinobi and had trained for situations like this, but there was only so much the human body could take. Oh kami, I wish I had grabbed some shoes or water on my way out…

My eyes widened when I saw something in the distance. I shook my head to make sure it wasn't just another mirage. As I grew closer, my lips pulled back into a delighted grin.

I had found a city!

…

Upon nearing it, I was thoroughly checked over by shinobi men with headbands indicating I had reached Sunagakure -go figure.

"What is your business here." The man to my right said gruffly.

Suna and the leaf were on friendly terms currently. They had signed a peace treaty and it was my understanding that villagers and shinobi alike from the two could freely come visit one another. As long as they had some sort of explainable purpose.

"Anno…. I-I c-came in search of work." I stuttered, willing my hands not to shake in my dehydrated and slightly fearful state.

What if they turned me away? What if they simply didn't feel like letting me through? I'm almost certain I would die out in the desert if they didn't let me in.

Both men eyed me warily in silence before the left one spoke up.

"Why not find work in the leaf?" He said with a snort.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and glanced back and forth from them.

"Please."

I willed my voice to be strong.

"I want to work here. I'm aware our lands have a peace treaty and I'm using my right to visit this village in search of temporary work. I am not asking to be made a permanent citizen of Suna."

The men looked to each other before grumbling and shifting apart to let me through. My sigh of relief was almost audible and I began to hurry past them before stopping.

I looked back shyly, tilting my head down into a slight bow of apology.

"Anno…. where would I go to find work?"

The right one sent me an irritated glare before pointing to the largest building in the center of the village.

"The Kazekage tower."

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Now the pieces of the puzzle are starting to fall into place, hmm?

I wanted to write more but sadly, I had run out of time again. So I decided to at least post this and I will continue it tomorrow or the day after :3

If only I didn't have to work and sleep so much, I could focus on writing more! The struggles of life.

-CH 9 Fin-