"I can't." Shisui found himself mirroring the slight puff to the cheeks and the downward jut of the lips as a devastating pout settled on the Shimura's face. He hadn't known that his words would disappoint her like this. But he never felt comfortable being in the guest room. The taller teen straightened his back out, offering her a hand along with a miniature smile. "But you can stay with me."

Slightly surprised but more so nervous, Kyori sat there with her brunette eyes coasting from the now untidy room to her even messier suitcase and back to the Uchiha that seemingly didn't mind the wait. And while that may have been true, Kyori decided that he would. Just for a little longer since she was a guest with manners.

The burgundette took his hand, and risen from the bed only to drift away from him. Her heartbeat strummed through her ears as she felt his midnight gaze hooked onto her while she worked diligently on remaking the bed and putting things back where they belonged. Though she was big on being decent, she was actually biding time before going up to his room. The Shimura girl felt nervous. To be in Shisui's bed— to smell his scent, to learn about things he held dearest, and to have him hold her through the night— it was purely intimate. And while he's been in hers, it didn't seem to mean anything since it hardly reflected who she was anymore. Her heart thumped rapidly at the thought of her being allowed into his own little world.

The worry seemingly waned at the sight of the Uchiha hunched over her suitcase, managing to zip it shut. He carried it with bright eyes that had a breeze of excitement rolling through her. Picking up her pace, Kyori made it to the door before he granted a waiting hand and this time, she interlocked their fingers and brought those ruddy, carob pearls onto the Uchiha that tugged her closer. His grip on her hand tightened slightly as they scampered down the hall. Every now and then their shoulders would brush, and each flick resulted in an indistinguishable fire that had their cheeks blistering.

Shisui gave her that devilish smile as they trotted down the corridor. Their destination growing closer as they further accelerated. A small smile stretched its way onto the girl's lips as the Uchiha seemed so excited to share his space with her.

"My room's the best spot in the house if you ask me."

"Do you bring just anyone into your room?" Kyori couldn't help but ask, though her question came out snarkier than she intended.

"Just those that are special~" He winked at her, his eyes shined with amusement at the bashfully incredulous expression on the Shimura's pretty face. "And here we are." He motioned for her to enter first, and was quick to turn the lights on.

Java brown went straight to the king sized bed. The mattress seemed freshly made, draped in an earthy, juniper green duvet and besieged in a glossy, royal frame that could be found on all of the furnishings but the material in his room was this dark pine that had her wondering just how wealthy were the Uchihas. Her eyes then fell to the lush, beige pleated rug that rested at the foot of the bed before dribbling onto his study area where he had all sorts of materials stacked away.

"Okay you weren't lying." The burgundette murmured as she finally walked in to further her expedition. Shisui even had an assortment of games and collectables that dwelled among some of his favorite novels. She turned to him, watching as he placed her luggage onto the small pew near the entrance. "I feel special ," she attempted to joke as his room was loftier than where she was staying the last couple of nights.

"Told you!" The Uchiha easily managed to retort while dimming the lights.

She could hear the smirk in his voice, and on command she rolled her eyes before lounging on his bed. Kyori wouldn't admit it to him, but she loved the fragrance that permeated through his sheets, finding it was the exact one she smelled whenever they would embrace. She found herself burrowing into his sheets, naturally wanting to be bound in all that was him.

"This is really nice," the girl practically moaned in delight before she felt a dip in the mattress. Poking her head out of her makeshift snuggie, her eyes met with his expecting, yet patient ones.

"Would you care for a snack or a drink?"

A smile worked its way onto those glossed lips. The thought of him serving her brought her into a chipper mood. "I'd like one of those homemade oat bars from the other day."

Shisui smiled before chastely kissing her on the forehead. "Coming up beautiful."Flustered, Kyori watched as he made his way past the threshold before closing the door behind him.

Now that she was alone, she immediately fought the urge to resume surveying his room. She knew that it would be indecent of her, especially if her observations turned into full blown snooping. But man, did she want to see what was hiding from within his walls. Kyori didn't know why but she had this feeling that Shisui was the type of guy that had a drawer full of scandalous finds. Whether it be a few mature magazines, or just small trophies he collected while being a hot-blooded, single. A laugh escaped her as she knew this was ridiculous.

More than her urge to snoop had she wanted to get into something comfier. Typically, she liked to sleep the same way she had been when she escaped the womb and she knew that would be super inappropriate albeit being stark naked in a room with the cheeky Uchiha would be extremely tempting. But she knew better than to act out in such a way when they should focus on preserving and improving their relationship. The Shimura girl was now on a quest to find something to wear, and of course she hadn't thought to pack enough clothes for an extra night.

Skimming through his wardrobe, the burgundette was determined to find a shirt big enough to cover up every curve of her body. But in the midst of doing so, she stumbled upon a fuchsia colored picture frame. It encapsulated what seemed to be lovers, that of the puppy kind as they looked so very young. Kyori instantly recognized Shisui. He squeezed and rested his head onto some girl as he wore his big charming smile that was accompanied by some baby fat that he had lost in recent years. Overall he looked absolutely delighted to be beside her. And Kyori could see why; this girl was beautiful. Very different from what the Uchiha had gone for as of late. She was all legs with a milky glow to her complexion. An unnatural blond that seemed mischievous and carefree in nature if her smile could speak in her place.

Whoever she was, it was clear that she meant something to Shisui. Kyori couldn't help but wonder how come her friend never mentioned her? She could only assume that he never spoke about this girl due to things turning sour. Well whoever she was, she sure as hell looked familiar. Kyori's java browns sharpened into slits as her mind browsed over every interaction she had with a blond female. But nothing seem to hold up despite her having this strong certainty that she knew this girl. She just couldn't recall.

"Ugh," the Shimura gritted out in frustration before placing the picture back into the dresser before slamming it shut.

Without notice Shisui strummed through the door with concern wallowing in his dusky gaze as she nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of him shutting the door. Clearly, she didn't seem to noticed that he let himself in. "Is everything okay?" he asked, watching the fright desert her eyes as she turned to face him fully, no shirt in hand.

Kyori nodded. Her heart knocked around in her chest when he drew closer and gave her a tender squeeze at her shoulder. "I was just looking for a large tee and I uh…" her words left her as understanding befell all over Shisui's seraphic face.

"You saw her?" he asked, but it was more of a statement. Those pits of charcoal watched the burgundette's eyes flicker elsewhere only to affirm his suspicion. He then walked over to retrieve a shirt for his guest before leaning against his furnishing.

Kyori sporadically chewed her lip, disliking how distant and somber he seemed. Not to mention how uncomfortable it made her. " I— I seriously didn't mean to pry!" her java gaze rolled onto his endless raven pair, drinking in his sorrow.

"It's fine." He waved dismissively yet there was still sadness looming in his eyes, undulating like roaring waters. The burgundette had a hankering feeling that he was not in fact fine; if anything, it sounded like he was trying to convince himself.

Minutes passed between the two teens before Kyori decided to change in his bathroom. When she came back, he was practically burning a hole through his rug before he caught her gaze.

"Shisui what's wrong?" she asked, glacially growing closer. Kyori hesitantly retrieved his hand, not knowing if she could properly comfort him. "If it's about that girl you can tell me," she spoke calmly as she nudged him gingerly.

The raven-haired teen sighed, his gaze trotted towards the drawer he kept that photograph in before glossing over to concerned fudge-brown eyes. "Her name was Raiko," he muttered while uncertainty expanded in his gut.

"Raiko?" Even her name sounded familiar to the burgundette as her brows knitted together, that hunch now rolled into the pit of her stomach.

"Yeah… she went to Tobirama with us." he admitted with unmoving eyes. Shisui's shoulders squared, turning inward as he observed clarity undoubtedly smacked its way into Kyori's senses.

Raiko was hard to remember because her and Kyori were hardly acquainted. She maybe shared a class or two with the bleached-blond throughout her three years of going to Senju Tobirama Middle School. And the most memorable thing about the girl was not that she dated Shisui; that girl, Raiko was always in some form of trouble prior to her opting out.

"Well you two looked very happy here," Kyori noted as her carob gaze washed over his pensive expression, causing her abdomen to stir in discomfort. He must've had a reason for tucking such a perfect moment away.

"We were." The ravenette seemingly shrugged before he bitterly simpered abruptly.

"Shisui, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine." Shaking his head full of thick wavy tresses, he pressed his index onto his bottom lip as he briefly wondered if he should disclose anything to the girl before him.

"You're not," the teen uttered as if she was confirming that water was indeed wet. "So… what happened?" Kyori then asked, concern for her friend oozed profusely in those maple pits. "Clearly something is upsetting you."

"It's a lot, Kyori."

She decided to settle onto the edge of his bed. After all the times he's allowed her to bare her soul, of course she was willing to give him that same treatment. Shisui deserved that more than anybody else.

"I'm not going anywhere, genius." Kyori crossed her legs and gave the Uchiha a tactful look which only elicited a heavy sigh from the teen.

The dark haired teen observed the Shimura girl as she sat quietly, her eyes practically tacked onto him despite eating her oatmeal bar. Without words she seemed to plead with him to release whatever troubled him and place it onto her. His moonless eyes followed her delicate hands that reached for his before she gave him a supportive squeeze. He briefly wondered if he had took initiative in opening up, could he encourage her to do the same?

"She was everything to me. We were basically inseparable," Shisui finally spoke, his eyes turned away from the burgundette, trailing after memories of his first love. He remembered they were inseparable since they had day that we met. "But things changed between us once she began to hang around the wrong crowd." The slither of a scowl was at his lips. "We'd argue over little things then make up. Then it snowballed into fighting when she'd go out, stealing or started using and drinking." Kyori stiffened at that, her eyes stung as she saw the pain etched onto his face. "Her friends would pressure her to do all these horrible things, and despite it being too much but I stayed."

"So what was the final straw?" Kyori asked, softly quirking her brows when the Uchiha drily tittered.

"I wouldn't know." Shisui had this bitter grin on his face as his shoulders briefly tensed. "We never had time to touch on any of it. Not even when she cheated," he admitted, knowing there never was a final straw as he had multiple reasons to end that relationship. "She being as young as she was, dealing with harsh legal issues, and everyone she knew practically turning on her led to her shutting me out," Shisui declared with a void of emotion, his eyes distant and hollow. "One day, she called me and I could tell she was high. She kept saying strange things. I was so afraid that I dropped everything to make sure she was okay." He swallowed thickly, now finding it hard to speak. Shisui's eyes began to sting as he remembered vividly. From the hammering sensation in his chest, to turning stone cold. He remembered burning holes in the entire city while searching for Raiko. He cleared his throat, continuing, "We would hang around the Naka River so I knew where to go. But when I got there, she was gone."

"W-what do you mean? Was she already gone?" absolutely stunned, Kyori stammered as her eyes watered at the devastation on his face. That told her that things turned grim. "Do you mean...? Had she-"

"Yeah... by suicide," Shisui gritted out, tears blurred his vision as he brought his coal pits to the floor. "She uh— s-she drowned to death."

Kyori gasped, her form now shaking with anguish for him and all he went through. Without much of a thought she raised from her spot in his bed and whisked her way back to his side where she corded him into her deep embrace. "Shisui, I'm so so sorry."

"I tried to save her, but I was too late. Had I stuck around maybe-"

"Stop," the burgundette interjected. She knew that there's no way to truly console the grieving but she wanted to offer him compassion. "You said it yourself, Raiko was in a lot of trouble and you tried to step in. You did your best to protect her." She held him tighter as he seemed to crumple. Her heart broke as he burrowed his face into her neck. Kyori felt his tears seeping into her shirt as she ran her hands down his back, encouraging him to lean on her."I'm sure in her last moments, she knew that you loved and truly cared for her as you never gave up on her."

The Shimura girl laid her head onto his crouching shoulder and held him for as long as he needed, hoping that Shisui knew that she would always be there for him. No matter what.

Morning came soon and like clockwork, Kyori had stirred awake, glistening in sweat. It was no surprise to her as she hasn't been sleeping well as of recent. Between her fantasies and night terrors, the burgundette had no clue what disrupted her rest more. And her newfound knowledge of Shisui throwing elbows and kneecaps in his sleep sure didn't help either.

The sun was peering through the curtains at this point, and Kyori finally had enough energy to turn towards the direction of the loud snoring as she sat up in bed. Her fudge browns fell on messy, dark spirals that began to stick to the sides of his cherubic resting face before they began to skim over his brows. The Shimura girl found herself reaching out to remove his hair from obstructing the rest of his features but retracted her touch at the thought of disturbing his slumber. He looked so serene when he wasn't being such a silver tongued flirt.

Instead the garnet haired girl decided to just rest her eyes, but it was all for naught when Shisui inched closer, snuggling her as he wrapped his arm around her waist, making her eyes snap open and shoulders stiffened. The sound of his voice juddered through her front and his head now rested below her breast as he curled into her like that of a baby whilst ultimately trapping her.

"Wish I could wake up to this everyday," Shisui murmured tiredly, snapping her out of her flustered state. Growing accustomed to his hold, she allowed her fingers to knit their way through his hair. Her nails raked his scalp gently. "You feel so good."

Kyori smiled, undoing a wild night full of knots as she filed through his blackened tresses. "Morning," she whispered.

"Morning cutie. What were you doing just now?" The Uchiha rolled them over, and pulled her on top of him, his hands remained at her waist as she towered over him.

"Nothing."

But Shisui hardly believed that.

"Liar." He smirked as she faced him with a playful scowl and straddled him. "You we're watching me, weren't you?"

Kyori huffed at his cocky expression, and blurted out, "No!"

"Your words don't agree with your eyes y'know," he cooed as his hands drooped down to her bare thighs. "If I was up, I'd do the same. It's a good way to start the morning."

Now he was just being suave and unlike before, Kyori went along with it as her maple browns drifted down to his lips.

"Watching is kinda boring," she grumbled, taking in his lip bite.

Bemused Shisui chuckled before raising a brow, he couldn't believe she was in the mood to flirt this early."Then what are you suggesting?"

"...Nothing!" She feigned bashfulness, even throwing in a single roll of her eyes.

"Be honest, you want me."

Kyori blinked, somewhat startled at his lack of subtleties. She had never experienced Shisui being this direct and there was no telling if he was being serious or not under all that teasing he did. But what did it matter? If he was asking the least she could do was answer.

"Maybe?" The he burgundette shrugged, now she was grinning as she felt a tad sheepish in the wake of his moonless gaze.

"Maybe, huh?" Shisui repeated under his breath with skepticism glittering through his tone.

The girl all but nodded as she resumed with playing in his hair. The Uchiha fell into her touch, practically groaning at her tenderness. Then he began wondering how heavenly her hands would feel in other places. While he let out a strangled grunt, Shisui couldn't help himself from undressing the fiery haired beauty with his eyes. Kyori seemingly wasn't aware of his blazing dark eyes glittering over her bust, her waist and the slightly emphasized curve of her hips.

God, he'd give anything to make his current thoughts reality.

"Seems like it's you that's watching." Kyori cupped his chin, raising it so that their eyes met.

Shit.

Shisui hadn't realized that she was paying attention to his wandering eyes. Registering the hunger in his depths had the Shimura alining for a kiss. There was just something about being wanted that aroused her like nothing else. She felt high tasting him so early in the morning, it made her grin against his lips when he kissed her back. The Shimura hoped he felt it too. It just felt so grand, and Kyori severely missed that feeling. Even with Fu, her excitement wasn't too present. While the Shimura girl's lips fetched his again, Shisui emulated the depths of her yearning until he stole her breath away completely. A whine of appreciation rolled its way out of her lips when he finally drew back.

Amused, Shisui's eyes darted between her smoldering chocolate gaze and her parted lips. Kyori felt giddy once he leaned forward to kiss her, hotly devouring her mouth all over again. The raven haired male momentarily pulled away, watching her pant briefly before he rolled them over. Now with him on top, again and again... he tasted her as if his life depended on it. And he done it so that is was clear ravishing her mouth wouldn't be enough. Her hands were laced into his curls as his lips descended, peppering kisses and nips along her delicate neck. Every touch had her practically levitating as she ached for the Uchiha to travel further south.

A train of curses graciously exited her lips as he finally answered her prayers. She swore she was losing her mind at the feel of those feverish kisses searing her abdomen. They only seem to trek lower as his mouth danced up and down her legs, from her ankles to her hips as he fueled her flames. A mouthwatering sigh rolled from her lips, her forested brown eyes settled onto the Uchiha that dragged her towards his lowered form. His large yet slender fingers dug into her hips with the likeness of a jailed beast, thrashing for release.

"Mmm," Kyori quietly mewled, biting her lip as she felt his breath gallivanting upon her skin. And his mouth, god his lips were driving her near the brink of insanity as they rested between the valley of her thighs, stopping inches away from her clothed peak before his palms grazed down her brown-buttered legs. The urgency in her voice splashed Shisui back into reality like that of a cold glass of water.

He nearly forgot that they weren't supposed to be doing this.

Whatever the hell this was. Shisui quickly sat up, and violently scooted away from her body; totally conflicted as he immediately regretted pulling away. Her brows quirked in response as he also elicted a frustrated whine from the burgundette. And with her eyes, she pleaded for him to continue but he could no longer comply. Not without possibly jeopardizing their friendship.

Shisui abruptly stood, applying more distance between them. "We should get ready for school."

Still in a daze, the Shimura girl nodded while gathering herself. "Yeah we should," she muttered withholding the urge to crawl towards him and kiss him into the next dimension. Instead, she raised herself from the sins they almost committed in his sheets, and scampered towards the door without much of a warning. In her eyes, there was nothing more to say.

Ochaaa here!

I found this chapter extremely difficult to finish, but it is here!

It looks like things are getting very, very intimate. We have Shisui taking that extra step, inviting her into his room, telling Kyori about his past all while stepping all over his flimsy boundaries. And Kyori seems to thoroughly enjoy the heat.

Which makes one wonder, just how steamy will things get? Will things cool down outside of those Uchiha embellished doors? Or will things further escalate to the point where they can no longer bask in ambiguity?

May we all find out later on, so make sure to favorite it, flame it, book it or keep it in your history (mobile users).