Disclaimers: I own NOTHING! NOTHING I tells ya! I do however own my OC and that's fine and dandy with me
Author's Note: A little inspiration can come a long ways. Saying that give me two things to do in the near future: One, I got to rewatch some episodes before, during and after the Chunnin Exams before the reunion. And Two, got to schedule some down time to REWRITE the second installment of this story. Like a complete makeover rewrite that has been a long time coming and because when I checked the last time I updated on that story kind of made me sweat, Ha! Anyways, Enjoy!
WARNINGS: Mature Adult Content, Mature Adult Language, OOC-ness, misspelling maybe and other stuff. You've been Warned!
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Chapter: Of things best not discussed
Father knew when the sun had set, he could smell it in the air and the horse they are traveling on was on alert as he too knew it was night time as his ear started twitching in all directions.
Father knew something was brewing but kept quiet and calm as to not frighten his girl, holding her close to his chest as he clicked his tongue at the horse.
Not long after, it got difficult to see the dirt road and Father pulled the reigns to the side to lead the horse off road where he could hear water running.
"My girl" he said "we'll make camp by the stream. It's too dark for the horse to see" He felt a nod in response and pulled on the reign to stop the horse once they neared the running waters.
With what light he could see the close surrounding area just a bit and could hear the flowing of the water, Father got up off the horse and took the straps to lead the animal to the running waters for a drink. As the horse drank, Father took in their surroundings to see trees, low bushes, low and tall grasses for the horse to graze. The low bushes would help with keeping them mostly covered but not enough to block out any big camp fires, so they would have to make due with a small one. Looking up through the trees the foliage was very thick so if it happens to rain tonight then that'll keep them covered when they bed down at the base of one of the trees. Looking to the ground as best as he could, Father could see some twigs and small branches that would help with making a small fire.
Pulling the leather straps when the horse finished getting its fill, Father lead the horse to a grassy area and tied off on a lowered branch so it won't hinder the horse while it grazed.
"Stay here baby, I'll get a fire going"
"Ok, daddy" said the smallest and softest voice and that melted his heart every single time. How had he got so lucky to have the sweetest baby. Leaning over and placing a kiss on her cheek, his baby girl quietly giggled and held on to the saddle as she watched her Father pick up twigs and sticks for their fire. Setting and arranging the stick, twigs and small wad of paper towel lit it up with a lighter from his pockets. Soon enough they had a fire going and Father stood from his spot by the fire, looking around only to see that it had gotten darker and the only light was their little camp fire.
"Come baby" Going over to the horse to pick up his girl and setting her down on the ground, his baby girl waddled to the heat and light of their fire and sat down. Father smiled at her waddling and turn back to the horse to start on dressing him down for the night. Untying their pack and dropping it to the ground, unstrapping the saddle and set it on the ground by the tree the horse is tied to, leaving the blanket on the horse just in case it got chilly later tonight. Picking up the pack, Father went to a tree nearest the fire and sat at the base of it with his legs crossed, leaning back a bit.
"Come here my girl" He said and his baby girl got up and walked over. Father sat his girl on his lap as he pulled the pack towards them to rummage through for something to eat. His girl's tiny hands helped too making him nuzzling into the side of her face that had her giggling at the tickling feeling. One small hands took out a bag of jerky and another pair of big hands took out sandwiches. They both leaned back and watched the flames dance as they ate.
Soon his girl was yawning and rubbing her eyes so Father took out one of their sleeping bags and draped over them both as she snuggled into his chest, closing her eyes. Father rubbed her back, lulling her to sleep as he leaned over just a bit to pick up and toss in more sticks into the fire so he wouldn't have to actually get up and disturb his girl. Closing his eyes, Father listened to the sounds of the forest and the flowing of the water nearby before completely nodding off.
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A scream ripped through the calm night and right through Father.
Jumping up the second he felt his girl being ripped from his arms but hands grabbed his arms and with a punch to his face and a fist to his stomach, knocking the air from him. He would have fell forward but the hands holding him held him up.
A loud scream and crying shook to his core as he lifted his head to see his girl being held tightly by a smirking thug. His baby was crying and screaming with her arms stretched out towards him as she tried to get away from the man holding her. He tried to struggle to get out of their grip but those hands held tight and lifted him so he could stand unsteadily on his feet. Again he tried to struggle but his head snapped to the side and he could taste blood in his mouth, making his girl scream harder at what she saw.
When his vision came into focus, Father looked around: other than the three holding them, he could see a smug looking thug smiling in front of him and a lot more around their little camp. Turning his head just slight, Father couldn't see their horse; they must of cut him loose. Spitting on the ground, Father glared at the one in front of him but the man just laughed at him.
"Lookie what we have here boys. Fresh meat for the picking" making the rest laugh but another bout of screaming and crying came as his girl struggled more.
"Tito! For fuck sakes! Shut the brat up!" yelled the man to the other whose holding his girl. The one called Tito gave a smirk before grabbing the girl's chin to turn her head towards him.
"Oh, I'll make sure she shuts up for good when I'm done with her" A shiver of fear shot down Father's spine and his struggling increase. His girl screamed and tried to smack the face away from her but the man shook her violently, making her head spin and silencing her for the moment as she went limp in the man's arms.
"NO!" Father yelled and the group laughed when they saw tears running down his face. That one word woke his girl up from her daze and she cried "DADDY!" and tried to get away again,
"Don't worry, we'll take good care of your little girl" a hand held his chin "And you'll get to see it all while we do" all the men snickered
A hard sob broke through Father at the thought of what will happen to his girl, his baby. His strength left him as he went limp in the men's hands as he kept crying, streams of tears running down his face and dripping onto the ground making the men snicker all the more. When Father looked up after a few minutes, his face wet with tears but his eyes were so red, puffy and unfocused that it stopped some of the snickering. All Father heard and saw was his girl screaming and crying for her daddy.
"Baby girl" He said with a croaked voice "Baby girl, listen to daddy ok?" his girl quiet down to sniffles and nodded
"We are going to play a game, ok baby?"
"A game, daddy?" she said quietly as she wiped her running nose on the sleeve of her coat
"Yes baby, a game"
Father pulled himself down to a sitting position and the hands hold him up had let him down but kept their hold. When Father sat on the ground, he crossed his legs and looked up to his girl at her tearful and scared eyes. He took in a shaky breath and his voice caught as he tried to speak clearly so as not to frighten his girl more then she already was.
"Baby, for this game you are going to close your eyes" she started to shake her head "It's ok baby. When you close your eyes, I'm going to start counting" the men started to laugh "And when I get to a number you like then you can open your eyes and you can play" the men stopped their laughter and looked at him in confusion at his words.
"Do you want to play baby?"
"Yes daddy, I want to play" she sniffed and closed her eyes.
"Ok baby. One" silence
"Two" some of the men looked at each other
"Three" some murmurs as the men looked between themselves
"Four" some saw her tiny hands curl into a fist
"Five" she dropped her head so her blonde hair is covering her face
"Six" the sounds of the forest suddenly stopped, making some of the men nervous
"Seven" a small head lifted up and glowing violet eyes opened with a fanged grin.
"Who wants to play with me?" a voice not of a little baby girl called out from the little body.
Then.
The earth shattering screamed ripped out of the one called Tito, the thug holding the little girl, as the little girl twisted in his arms and ripped through his throat with her teeth, blood spilling everywhere. His twitching choking body fell to the ground with a thud and the little girl stood up and turned. The men stood watched in shock as a little girl covered in blood smiled at them;
"Play time" was all the warning any of these men got before blood, guts, limbs and screams scattered all over the forest floor in a matter of minutes.
Father stayed where he sat as he watched his little girl rip through the men with ease, blood spraying on him when the men holding him got their arms ripped off then they themselves had their throats ripped out. Soon his eyes went to the man in front of him, seeing his look of horror on his face as he watched the carnage of his men.
Then his eyes meet Father's eyes and the fear in those eyes made Father smile up at the man.
"What is she?" the man quietly stuttered out and Father smirked:
"That is my Baby girl" he said and then his eyes cast down
To a little small figure standing in front of the man, making him jump then turn to run in the darkness of the forest as quickly as he can as Father watched the man run.
"Daddy" Father looked to his blood covered girl,
"Did you get your fill, my girl?" a shake of bloodied blonde hair "Saving the best for last, baby?" nodding "Good. Make him scream for daddy" a fanged, bloodied smile then ran off after the last man though the forest.
Standing up and dispensing his jutsu, Milo looked around at the bloodied corpses of the group and hummed as he wiped the blood off the side of his face. Making clones to help him with what he was going to do, Milo gave out orders and then stopped when from the distance he could hear the cries, the begging and then the screams echoing across the forest to his ears.
Milo leaned his head back to bask in the sounds as the screams kept screaming. His clones split themselves up: one group collected heads and one group collected valuables from pockets and bags.
Milo stood in the middle of the bustling of his clones work while he enjoyed listening. When the screaming finally stopped Milo turn to where his girl took off to only to see Roxanne coming into the light of the camp fire licking her fingers, back to her original form, and her clone behind her carrying the corpse.
When Roxanne saw her Jonin, she smile and ran to him. Jumping in his open arms, Roxanne nuzzled her Jonin and Milo chuckled when she nipped at his neck. Her clone walked by them to drop the body amiss the masses of bodies and popped out.
"Did my girl get her fill?" a nod in his neck "Good. Wouldn't want you to get hungry on the way down to your location" Giving her one last squeeze, Milo let her go and held her out at arm's length to see what the damage is.
"First things first though. You need a cleanup before we can go. Dried blood is not the most comfortable to travel in. So" Milo turned his girl towards the flowing waters and patted her on her bottom to get her moving to the waters. "Wash up and I'll grab you fresh clothes"
Roxanne smiled then quickly went on her tiptoes to give a kiss to Milo's cheek and went to do as she is told. Milo watched her for a moment then snapped his fingers. A Roxanne clone jumped down from the trees and dropped her pack by his feet then looked up, awaiting orders.
"Find the horse. You'll need it to carry the load of heads back to town" the clone nodded then disappeared. Milo squatted down, open the pack and took out some fresh clothes with a towel and a plastic bag. Heading to the stream, Milo sat by the edge and watched as Roxanne stripped down to her underwear and step in the flowing waters until it reached her knees then sat down, letting the water run though her. When the water ran mostly clear, Roxanne started to scrub the blood that didn't wash off and when she reached around for her tail Roxanne saw her Jonin looking.
Milo smiled at his girl then crawled over to the edge of the water and started to wash the blood off his face and hands.
"Baby" a nod "What gave you the idea today?" Roxanne continued scrubbing her tail
"When we got the message, the first thing I did was recon" She nodded at the bundle of clothes behind Milo "I noticed you noticed that my pack was missing when we got the horse" Milo nodded as he shook his hands and wiped his face before crawling back "So while we took our time traveling by horse, my clone did the hard work of scouting and informed me of the happening of this group of merry men" Milo snorted, taking off the bloodied cloak, folded it and put to the side as he took the towel and dried his face "They don't kidnap to sell" Roxanne ducked under water and Milo waited as he dried his hands.
When she resurfaced and shook the water from her hair, Roxanne looked to her Jonin:
"They kidnapped to rape and murder anyone who got in their way. Be it man, woman, children. It didn't matter to them. It was a game for them" running her hands through her hair to wring out the excess water
"And you turned the game against them didn't you baby girl?"
"Can't trick a trickster. Can't con a con man. And can't cage an animal without the animal having the keys to those cages" she said as she wiggled a finger in the air to make her point.
Milo chuckled at his girl's logic. His chuckling died when Roxanne stood up from the waters drenched from head to toe with droplets of water running down her body as she gently squeezed the access from her tail. Milo's eyes ran over the wet body coming towards him, licking his lips when he saw her perk nipples behind a wet bra and looking lower his pants tighten when he remembered how that body felt and tasted last night. He jumped when water splashed on him, disrupting his daydream and glared at the smirking girl.
"Such a fucking tease" Milo said as he held out a towel and Roxanne took it
"Be nice, or you'll be running tonight instead" Milo sighed then smiled with fake sweetness at his girl.
"Baby girl, my sweet baby girl. Won't you carry daddy tonight?" Roxanne snorted then smiled
"Of course, daddy. Just as long as Daddy doesn't try to cop a field while being carried"
Milo faked gasped and held his hand to his chest "I would never!" Making his girl laughed at that just made him smile for real as he shook his head at her
"Alright, alright" Milo stood "Get dressed and we'll hit the road. At least with you carrying me all the way down then you'll sleep through the first night" turning back to the camp, Milo heard Roxanne snickering as she dried herself off and that made his smile widen as he stepped over a headless body to make his way to his own pack. Throwing in the bloodied cloak, taking off the bandana from his head and running a hand though his hair, Milo changed out of his sweater for a different sweater and a simple vest to go over that. No point in putting on a jacket if he's going to be on the back of his girl, he won't actually feel the wind whipping at him when they're running and he'd like to be comfortable on the way.
Zipping up his pack and throwing it on, Milo went over to Roxanne's pack and picked it up holding it out with a hand to the side as he took in the area. He saw Roxanne's clone walking around while leading the horse back into the camp. Saw one of his clones dress the horse of its saddle and then five more carrying sacks of what he knows is severed heads. Then one clone walked towards him just as Roxanne took her pack from his hand and held up that hand to catch what his clone threw at him. It never made contact and he whipped his head to his smiling girl as she stuff it in her pack.
Milo glared at Roxanne but she didn't acknowledge the stare, instead she took out a length of rope, made another clone and tossed her pack to said clone.
Her clone huffed but threw it on and crossed their arms, glaring at the original.
Turning around so her back is facing her Jonin, Roxanne clicked her tongue and right after Milo grabbed on. Tying the rope around her package, turning here and there to make sure it's secure, Roxanne turned to the clone by the horse.
"Get the bounty and if they need more convincing then show them this area" the clone salute and pulled on the reigns to lead the horse back on the road to town.
"Come on" Roxane said to her clone and with her hands under Milo's knees, power jumped into the thick trees.
Milo took a deep breath, tighten his arms around Roxanne's neck and nuzzled the back of her then dismissed his own group of clones before they got too far in the thick brush.
Roxanne squeezed his leg and ran, her clone trailing behind as she rolled her eyes.
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When the first ray of sunshine shown over the horizon, Roxanne dropped down by a flowing river and untied the rope that tied her Jonin to her back as he slowly eased down from the girl. By her side, her clone dropped her pack after taking out a canister, shaking it and finding it empty went to the edge of the river to fill it up. Milo stretched his stiff body after being released, hearing his bones pop in places that made him groan out loud. Dropping his arms to his sides, Milo looked around the area they stopped and seeing nothing familiar, shrugged and started to collect sticks and twigs.
Dropping his arm load, Milo arrange them and stood back. A spitball of fire engulfed the pile and Milo left the now lite fire to find some bigger sticks. Milo heard a tongue click behind him then felt Roxanne take off in some direction and her clone puffed out leaving him alone to fetch some firewood. An armful later, Milo added two logs before heading to the river to catch some fish for their breakfast.
A water sphere jutsu and he caught four in one. Dropping the jutsu, Milo stunned all the fishes with the butt of his knife then started cleaning them. Finished with his task, he picked them up and went over to the campfire to spear them with nearby sticks and stick them in the ground to cook. Heading back to the river to wash his hands, Milo smiled to himself when he felt Roxanne is back at their camp. Shaking the water off his hands, Milo turn to head back and saw Roxanne stripping and cleaning a couple rabbits for their meal. Taking out a small towel from his pack, Milo dried his hands then laid down with his head on his pack and closing his eyes, letting his girl cook the food.
Then again that idea didn't go well with Roxanne as she jumped on the sleeping Jonin and he grunted at the force of the body slamming on top of him.
As he was getting his breath back, hands grabbed his wrist to hold him down then a set of teeth bit into his neck, making him scream when he felt those sharp teeth sink in and break the skin. Trying to struggled proved useless as her legs held him still, strength on his hands held him down and the teeth pulled back but that mouth stayed on his neck as she pulled and drank one mouthful of blood. Then she licked the spot and lifted her head to smile a bloody smile at him as he glared right back, snarling as best as he can.
Roxanne laughed at his attempt at trying to intimidate her then pushed off his body and jumped out of the way of his arms swinging. Back flipping back to her spot by the fire, Roxanne wiggled a finger at the Jonin.
"Daddy can't make his girl do all the work, not when he'll be alone for the next 24 hours after tonight" Licking her lips for any leftover blood and then sucking her teeth at the Jonin just to make him bristle all the more. Milo growled as he put his hand on the bite mark on his neck and brought it back to see no blood. But still, he glared at his girl as he stood up.
"You could of fucking asked!" He glared when Roxanne laughed
"And what would be the fun in that, daddy?" Glaring one more time at his girl, Milo went to sit by the fire where the fish is being cooked and again brought his hand to his neck. It stung badly at first when she bit him but after licking him, the stinging went away. Feeling around the bite mark, he circled the indentation of her teeth in his skin and shivered when he rubbed a certain spot. Suddenly a hand grabbed his away from touching that spot again. Milo looked up to his girl looking down at him with a curious expression.
"What?" he asked then she let go of his hand and he brought it back to his neck to rub at the same spot but the feeling didn't come back and watched his girl's face changed from curious to thoughtful.
"You're the first person I've actually bitten like this" Milo eyes widen in surprise "Unless of course you count the many ripped out throats" Milo then looked exasperated at his girl and shook his head. Roxanne grinned at her Jonin before taking a spot by the fire to keep an eye on the roasting rabbits.
"Anyways" Milo said going back to the subject "You've licked, sucked, nibbled and ripped" a nod to each "But you've never left a brand like this" pointing at his neck for emphasis with a raised brow made Roxanne snort.
"No, daddy. Congratulations though, you're the first!"
"I'm honored" he said dryly as he turned the fish over so it can cook on the other side and rubbed the mark again "I hope I don't get an infection" Roxanne glared at him when he brought his hand back down on his lap and turned to her.
"What?! You just had your teeth on every available man just this morning so excuse me if I'm worried about transferring of whatever, only god knows what the fuck they might have"
Milo could literally hear Roxanne roll her eyes.
"Dude" Milo scrunched his face at that title and saw his girl tap her nose "If they had anything, I would of smelt it and when I smelt it then they would of gotten a knife instead of my teeth"
Milo relaxed after that, he didn't know he tensed when they started talking about the likelihood of Roxanne getting a disease from the men she just killed. It didn't bother him before but after they coupled, he worries about any transmitted diseases she might get from drinking their blood…
And now he feels like a jackass and a hypocrite.
Because not long before that, he was flinging himself among the ladies. Yeah he wore protection every time but still, the double standard of it all just makes him want his girl to smack him upside the head for thinking such a thing.
And she did just that.
Right upside the head with a resounding crack that had him toppled forward face first in the dirt and he laid there until the world stopped spinning and came back into focus.
When he came to, Milo felt better. Abet sore from the hit but he wanted it. Pushing himself up off the ground to a sitting position, Milo rubbed the back of his head and hissed when he felt a bump there.
He sighed when he heard Roxanne chuckling but kept quiet when a canister of water came to his view and took it. Take a couple sips before passing it back, Milo wiped his mouth with a sleeve and picked up a fish stick. A sprinkle of seasoning from his girl, Milo nodded his thanks and took a bite, moaning at the flavors as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Yep, he felt much better.
Roxanne smiled at her Jonin as she took a bite of her own cooked rabbit, cut in half of course for each of them and she took one fish for herself. Listening to her Jonin moan on and on about the flavor, to the river water flowing and the chirping of the birds, Roxanne closed her eyes and enjoyed the serenity of the place as she finished her meat.
Roxanne's thoughts drifted from the different smells of the forest, the different sounds all around and then finally her thoughts went to what just happened. Roxanne didn't really know why or understood but she felt that she needed to smack Milo and hard. She just went with the feeling when it came but now wondered why she felt the need to smack Milo…
It was like a sixth sense, like an internal monolog or part of her conscience speaking way in the back of her mind. Something told her that she needed to smack him and she did it without question. As she chewed, Roxanne kept her eyes closed and searched for that little voice, that little sense. While she searched her mind's eye, Roxanne could hear Milo chewing his food then tossing his stick in the crackling fire. After that, Roxanne opened her eyes to see a pair of browns looking at her with a quirk of a brow. Roxanne shook her head and passed his half of the rabbit. Handing over the pouch of seasonings, Roxanne finished her rabbit and started on the fish as Milo hummed in delight.
Roxanne stared at Milo with his eyes closed again and chewing his food, not a care in the world and that made her smile at her Jonin. Milo felt his girl staring at him, made him all tingly on the inside and when he open his eyes to see a pair of violet eyes staring back, he smirked. Setting his unfinished meat on a paper towel, Milo crawled over to Roxanne and took her fish stick from her hand, stabbing it in the ground.
Nuzzling her neck, his right hand on her thigh and as he leaned in that hand traveled up to her sides. Roxanne smiled at the attention as she leaned back until she laid on the ground and Milo hovered above looking down at her. Milo leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips, on the corner of her lips, her jawline and then her neck. Milo laid down so he's wrapped around her and nuzzling her neck, giving a content sigh as one hand pillowed her head underneath and the other ran up and down her sides.
"Can we take a nap?" Milo whispered into her skin and nipped that same area.
"If you set it up"
Not needing to be told twice, Milo did the signs for a clone and tipped his head to their packs. As the clone quickly did as he was told Milo pushed himself up, looked down at his girl before giving in and kissed those pink lips. Roxanne sighed into the kiss as her hands slid up his chest to his hair and when Milo's tongue licked across her lower lip, she opened her mouth at the same time gripped his hair when his tongue slipped in her mouth. Milo bucked his hips and moaned into her mouth at having his hair pulled. They kissed for a moment then Milo pulled back, pecking her once before getting up off her body and ground. Pulling her up with him, Milo lead them to where his clone set up a blanket under a tree and sat down, pulling Roxanne down to straddle him. Holding her hips, Milo hummed as he ran his nose up her neck and heard Roxanne purr as her hands ran up his chest, making him smile into her neck. Leaning back up against the tree, Milo pulled Roxanne down to lay on his chest as his arms wrapped around her to keep her close. Snuggling into his chest, Roxanne unwrapped her tail and let it sway in the air behind her.
Milo watched her tail move and saw his clone toss some sticks in the fire to keep it going. Soon he closed his eyes and allowed his girl's breathing to lull him to sleep.
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