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Ayuda's P.O.V
"Here."
A hand was thrust into my eyesight and I looked up to see Sasuke waiting for my response in front of me. His hand was not entirely empty; instead, there was a familiar cream-colored ointment clasped in his fingers. Expressionless look graced his charming features that seemed a bit intimidating due to the darkness that was bestowed upon this entire hideout. Despite the lack of light, we could still see one another as clear as day, thanks to several candles here and there.
The two of us were settling in his room at that moment, having finished our first training together and just arrived in this dark bedchamber. However, due to the offer I made just a moment ago, Sasuke had left again and locked the room with me inside as he went off and grabbed a certain belonging of mine. Once he returned, he straightaway made his way over to me and handed me the ointment, and now he's waiting for an expected reaction from me.
I gently took the object out of his loose grasp. Sasuke walked out of my view afterward and I, who had ensconced myself on his bed, lowered my arms onto my lap and stared at the ointment with a dull expression. I then rotated the lid around until it swirled open, revealing its content to my very eyes. The white cream inside it was still in the same condition as I last used it, signifying that no one had sneaked in and applied it onto themselves which was not surprising after all. This ointment was not really renowned throughout the ninja world despite its remarkable effect.
Faint rustling noise of fabric snapped me back to reality, bringing my eyes up to see what caused that sound. To my utter surprise, my innocent eyes were welcomed with the sight of Sasuke removing his white long-sleeved shirt nonchalantly and this made nearly all of my limbs jerked up in shock.
I was about to raise my voice and chide him and ask if he still had any sanity left for suddenly stripping before my eyes but I restrained myself immediately once I realized that all of this transpired because of me. I did tell him that I will heal his back by using this ointment... so if I am to be angry at anyone, it would be me.
My face cranked up about a million degrees as I took in his muscular physique. I tried hard not to get caught, though. I didn't want to be deemed as a pervert by him. So I ended up occasionally sneaking a peek to admire his eye-catching torso and then quickly looking away. This went on until he finally turned around and set his white shirt on the table, displaying his back to me.
I gasped in deep shock at the mere sight of blood trails slowly rolling down the left side of his back. Sasuke's attention was thrown to me once he heard my loud gasp. I disregarded the fact that he caught me staring at him as I spoke up with a deep frown, "Geez, how long have you been hiding that? We should get that healed up quickly. Now, sit down."
I scooted myself backward on Sasuke's bed, making some space in front of me and patted the said spot. The ravenette wordlessly came over and sat down with his back facing me and his legs dangling over the edge of the bed and his feet planted firmly on the floor.
I picked up the clean white towel and dipped it in the small basin which was filled with warm water. For your information, these items had been prepared by Sasuke in a short amount of time. I began to wipe the blood off of his skin gently and carefully to avoid hurting him any further.
I don't know if it's the warm water or something else but his back feels comfortably warm...
Once I had cleaned up nearly all of the blood, I started to analyze his wound. Just as I expected, the last opponent we had during our last training burnt him up pretty badly with his Kekkei Genkai. The burns were so critical that it oozed blood out of his pores. This baffled me a bit because Sasuke was shielding us both with his left wing which means that wing was the only part of him that was burnt severely.
So why is his back burned as well? Maybe the injuries on his wing are transferred to his back which explains why only the left side of his back only has these burns. After all, his back and his wing were connected.
"I am going to apply the ointment now. This is probably going to be painful," I briefly informed him as I used both my index and middle fingers to collect some cream.
Since I wasn't expecting any reply from him, I straightaway smeared the cream onto the burns carefully. It impressed me that Sasuke managed to withstand the pain for he did not emit any sound at all. Although it is better to just let it all out instead of keeping it inside, Sasuke...
I ceased applying the cream and then waited for the cream to seep into his skin. That's when the Uchiha boy's hair moved to the side rather slightly, tickling my fingers as light as the touch of a feather. Then he suddenly asked me, "Do you rarely use this ointment? There are still lots of them inside it."
I realized that he had spun his head to the side to take a good stare at the ointment that was situated next to us both. There's no doubt that he recognized it in an instant as the ointment that he had introduced to me a long time ago. Since the cream inside it was still quite a lot, he surmised that I rarely used it because it reminded me of him and thus reminding me of his defection. He also probably thought that ointment was the very same edition as that one he purchased for me long, long ago. Well, that's where you're wrong, Sasuke.
I answered with a small smile, "To be honest, this ointment is the first thing I always use whenever I get hurt. In fact, this one is the sixth one I bought. The healing effect always amazes me."
Sasuke made no sound in response and I knew better than to wait for a reply from this quiet and distant man. Silence befell us once again. However, I had the urge to ask him a particular question that had been bugging me ever since our training ended. Since he had inquired me something just a few seconds ago, it gave me the sign that he was somewhat open to a conversation.
So I asked him head-on, "Sasuke, that form of yours when you shielded us both during the training... what was that?"
The first five seconds passed by in utter silence. I kept quiet the entire time, now wondering if he would answer me or not since that abnormal form seemed a bit personal to him, in my opinion.
Blood began to seep out of his wounds once again little by little and I immediately dabbed the wet towel upon it gently when Sasuke spoke up, "That is a form you'd get if you have Orochimaru's cursed mark."
His words brought a certain flashback to my mind - that moment when Kimimaro transformed into a similar appearance.
I stayed silent as I let the Uchiha man continue, "I can control how much I want to be transformed. I was aware that that guy's Kekkei Genkai was very strong so I transformed to my full capabilities and..."
His velvety voice trailed away, leaving his sentence incomplete like that, but it was a no-brainer for me to guess just what his unuttered words were, '...and he protected me.'
My facial features went soft as I subconsciously smiled warmly. After making sure that no blood was oozing out anymore, I put the towel down. Then I said it with the gentlest voice which was the first time I used that kind of voice on him ever since he abducted me, "Thank you."
As soon as I said that, Sasuke turned his head around to gaze deep into my eyes. His deep stare caused me to disregard my task at that moment as I returned his look albeit in bewilderment and curiosity.
His facial features were downright illegible but his eyes...
His heavy-lidded eyes were already dark in color but there was something in there that filmed over his pupils, making them darker than ever. On top of that, he looked fixedly at me with those alarming orbs. This rattled me more than I'd ever been ever since I was brought here against my will. However, I still kept my eyes glued to his in spite of these unsettling feelings raging in my stomach. It's as if I was foolishly curious to see what his next move was.
Or maybe it was his gaze that froze not only my blood but also my muscles.
And that's when it happened.
He brought his right hand to the back of my neck. His fingers slipped past my hair until he had a good grip on my nape. His touch was icy cold that it induced goosebumps to rise all over the skin of my arms.
Suddenly, the hold on my neck pulled me forward while he leaned in closer. Soon enough, my eyes blew wide the moment Sasuke's pale lips connected with mine.
After that, everything was a blur.
I heard multiple objects crash onto the floor and not a second passed by when Sasuke suddenly shoved me to the bed. I yelped, expecting my back to feel the items such as the ointment, the water-filled basin, and other stuff - that I placed next to me while I was tending to Sasuke's injuries - pressed up against me. However, I plunged onto the bed with a comfortable plop. I was instantly aware that not a single object was crushed by my body.
Before I could mull over this, Sasuke towered over me in his nakedness glory (just his upper body), straddling my hips securely before he dived in and planted a firm kiss on my lips. It was that moment I reacted according to my instinct.
I threw both of my hands to his bare chest and promptly applied ferocious force against it. My head, on the other hand, sharply turned to the side to evade the Uchiha's hasty lips and I cried out, "Stop, Sasuke!"
Due to how aggressive I was jolting at him backward, I managed to get him inched away from me little by little. I noted how my arms trembled all the while I did this but I paid no heed to it for I was determined to shove him away from me.
However, one of his hands clasped both of my hands altogether in ease and pulled them over my head, pinning them down into the mattress and thus rendering me entirely vulnerable. Oh dear, I hate this position.
His other hand went up to grip my jaw and dig his fingers - his thumb on one of my cheeks and the rest of his fingers on the other - into my skin. Then he forcefully spun my head back to face him and, without further ado, he descended to resume locking his lips with mine.
I vehemently thrashed around beneath him all the while I was clamping my eyes shut with dread and terror. It didn't take me long enough to comprehend that, since my arms were subdued, I was left with only one more option.
I swiftly shot my leg upward, aiming for his crotch. But halfway through there, I instantaneously reduced the speed and force of the swing because I did not wish to permanently render him infertile. I hadn't possessed enough hatred to do that to him.
With almost utter ease, I successfully slammed my leg on that certain spot and the man above me straightaway doubled over in pain which ultimately prompted him to draw away from my face. His right hand that was around my jaw retreated in an instant to tend to his crotch and the other hand that locked my hands altogether had its grip merely slackened but fortunately, it was enough for my hands to be freed.
However, before I could even escape from beneath him, his right hand suddenly came and smacked me in the chest with a hard blow and stayed there, effectively pinning me on the spot.
Sasuke slowly lifted his head up, revealing his countenance to my purple eyes that became wide with alarm. The dark look and the atrocious smirk that was plastered over his features made me realize that I had just dug my own grave. He growled, "You're going to pay for that."
Like a frightened kitten, I hastily spoke up to try to beat some sense into his possibly corrupted mind, "Sasuke, s-stop this instant. What do you think you're doing? This is not-"
The Uchiha dived in a rather impatient manner, cutting me off and once again forcing an insistent kiss onto my guiltless lips. My muffled scream erupted as I attempted to squirm away but to no avail. Meanwhile, his legs shifted so that they were settling in between mine, making it impossible to kick him where the sun don't shine for the second time.
With one hand already restraining my hands, his other limb followed suit by sliding upward across my entire arm and this resulted in him grasping both of my hands with both of his. Since nothing was seizing my jaw, I rotated my head to the side, managing to elude my aggressor's mouth.
Unfortunately, it was like jumping out of the frying pan into the fire for Sasuke's lips trailed its way down to my neck. This action aroused another wave of goosebumps and also a shudder of both revulsion and pleasure to run through me. I wholly refused to admit it but the feeling of his mouth pecking me around the neck was breathtakingly delightful.
I let out a breathless sigh when I felt the ravenette biting a certain spot under my jaw, tugging at it with his teeth, and then licking it sensually as though trying to soothe the soreness he inflicted after all of that. A soundless moan escaped my lips the moment Sasuke sucked the same aching area.
My fingers curled inward at the pleasurable sensation as if trying to grasp reality and recollect myself in this heated moment. It was that moment I felt a cold item encircling each of my two wrists. My eyes blew wide and all the gratifying rush coursing within me came to a halt right away. I roughly jerked my arms around, only to be stopped by the familiar chakra-absorbing handcuffs that Sasuke had undoubtedly put on me while I was distracted.
But why are the shackles so damn short now?! Did he tamper them to make it short so I couldn't do much?!
What entered my line of vision next were both of Sasuke's hands which were now free to do anything due to my shackled wrists. He, without delay, placed them on my two flushed cheeks, moving my head to face him head-on before he descended and this time, he gave me a proper kiss at the right angle.
I was matured and knowledgeable enough for my age to learn that this was a moment where I would or would not respond to this act. The last time this transpired, he kissed me without so much as a warning and I didn't give him a response at all, and right now it was exactly the same situation except that he was too insistent at this moment.
It's unfortunate that I wasn't able to complete this train of thought for what interrupted me next was the distinct sensation of a wet muscle brushing against my bottom lip. I gasped in shock, incredulity, and detestation for I knew full well that it was indubitably Sasuke's tongue. He has the nerve to lick my lip with that!
But Sasuke wasn't stopping there for he took that chance to shove his tongue into my mouth and so I shrieked. I was so revolted by this immoral deed that it gave more rush of strength in struggling ferociously beneath him. Sadly, all of my attempts were fruitless and this infuriated me so much.
I shut my eyes tight as I withstood the feeling of the ravenette's tongue probing around my mouth, leaving his minty taste on every spot he touched. Then I shuddered in repugnance when the exact same muscle slithered around mine. I drew my tongue away and he chased it afterward. This cycle repeated for several times that it was slowly starting to get me.
The said cycle caused our tongues to dance with one another and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement rushing through me that I subconsciously arched my back. At first, I felt disgusted at this type of deep kiss, but the more I was exposed to this, the more I realized that it actually felt intoxicating. Because of this, I eventually responded back although in a shy demeanor which Sasuke took advantage of in overwhelming me with his carnal passion.
I noted that the way he kissed me showed that he was utterly inexperienced in this but his hunger - which was the factor for these rough kisses - made up for it. I felt drawn to him even more like a moth to the flame. However, there was this nagging feeling within me that screamed at me to restrain myself from giving in. But then another part of me persuaded me to submit to him because what else could I do to stop him when he had already shackled my wrists, prevented me from kicking his crotch again, and whatnots.
Sasuke pulled away, allowing us both to respire deeply for a moment before he dived back in and this time, he merely slipped his tongue into my mouth with no trouble and I, on the other hand, kissed him in return. This carried on until Sasuke moved one hand from my cheek and slid the zipper of my shirt down, stopping until more of my neck, collarbones, and cleavage were revealed.
The entire situation was getting too dirty for an innocent maiden like me that it wouldn't be surprising if my face was now a scarlet-colored mess. The man atop me withdrew and then made a trail of kisses down my jaw and to my neck. The delicate touches of his lips caused me to emit another soundless moan of mild rapture.
The ravenette boldly licked my neck in a long line and he then focused on a certain spot that oddly felt very sensitive in a good way. He sucked the skin very gently, sending another rush of pleasure to run through me. Unlike before, he did everything very tenderly as if he was coaxing my mind, heart, and body to accept his advances. And I couldn't help but slowly let myself to be swayed along with the flow.
His mouth and tongue explored along the slope of the neck, leaving wet open-mouthed kisses in its wake, while he sucked numerous spots sometimes gently or roughly. After a while, he eventually moved towards my chest, causing my breath to hitch in trepidation. If this keeps going, then soon enough he will...
After a bit, he finally reached the upper swelling area of my breast where he bit the skin and sucked it, making me gasp in shock due to how daring he was. Nevertheless, I heaved a heavy sigh at the thrilling sensation which was enkindled by his lips.
I could feel my willpower gradually diminishing in each passing second. Sasuke's mouth then kissed its way towards the cleavage as he pulled the zipper of my shirt down a little more.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
The two of us froze in an instant. Those three knocks hit us both like a brick in the face as a harsh realization came crashing down on our lust-filled minds. All the pleasure and excitement we felt were shattered like glasses. The aphrodisiac-like fire that engulfed us just a few seconds ago was now reduced into nothing but smokes of shock and regret.
Sasuke's heavy pants hit my skin as he slowly rose. Our heavy-lidded eyes met as none of us spoke up. Without giving us enough time to cool our nerves down, another wave of knocks resounded from the door, urging us to make haste and do something.
The Uchiha eventually pulled away and got up from my form and the bed, leaving me in mild coldness especially after having a heated make-out session with him. He sauntered across the room and opened the door unhurriedly without minding to put on a shirt over his naked top form. Meanwhile, I sat up on the bed and tried to regain my sanity and composure.
I heard Kabuto's voice speak up from the hallway, "Here. I bought these meals from a nearby town."
I looked down on my heaving chest and came to a realization that the zipper of my shirt was already halfway down my top body, revealing the white bra underneath the clothing. Not only that, I detected a couple of dark red marks on the upper swelling of my right breast. I was aware that these spots were called hickeys or love bites. My cheeks scorched with embarrassment as I attempted to slide up the zipper. I repeat, attempted.
The attempt was in vain, of course, since my hands were handcuffed. I looked over to see that the chakra-absorbing shackles were indeed short enough to hamper movement. It turned out that the long chains - that connected the handcuffs to the wall - were twisted around the bed's metal headboard several times which was the only reason why it was short. Sasuke did all of these while I was distracted, apparently.
I scooted over close to the headboard until the shackles allowed my hand enough freedom to bring the zipper up to the collar, hiding the love bites from plain view. Now that I think about it, my neck then also has these marks now, right?
My eyes widened in realization when the sight of the floor entered my vision. The ointment, the empty basin which was once filled with water, the towel I used to wipe away Sasuke's blood and other stuff were scattered all over the floor. It seemed that just before the ravenette pushed me down on the bed to initiate a make-out session, he carelessly and hastily shoved the objects away which explained why they were in such a state.
"So I'll take my leave then," I heard Kabuto say.
My eyes widened in apprehension. Oh no. If Kabuto leaves and Sasuke comes back in here, what will happen? Wouldn't it be so awkward and embarrassing between the two of us since we both committed some steamy moment?
That was the first time I felt like I needed Kabuto to stay here with us just so he could somewhat lessen the incoming awkwardness.
Suddenly, Sasuke spoke up, "Kabuto, where is Orochimaru?"
"Hm? He is checking on his test subject, I guess. Why?"
Sasuke was silent for a moment before he stated in a flat voice, "Nothing. I'll go train."
The Uchiha entered the room and I immediately looked away in embarrassment. After hearing him pick up his shirt and sword, a wave of uncomfortable quietness pervaded the air. That was until his footsteps broke the silence and, judging from the noise, I realized that he was walking towards me. I was still looking down on the sheet when, from the corner of my eye, he placed something down next to me on the bed. Then he walked away, exited the room and closed the door.
After making sure that he was indeed out of the room, I looked around. What took the empty spot beside me was a plastic containing a meal and a beverage.
Once I entirely regained my composure, I untwisted the chains of the handcuffs around the metal headboard, making them return to its long state, and then devoured the food Kabuto bought.
I rested my back against the wall after having my stomach filled. My hand was already kneading my neck which was decorated with fresh hickeys while I was pondering over what could have possibly made Sasuke kiss me other than being consumed with lust.
If you are wondering about how I felt then, first of all, I felt furious that Sasuke did not heed my pleas for him to stop. Secondly, I felt thoroughly ashamed that I responded back to his advances and at the fact that whatever he did to me actually felt shamefully good. And lastly, I was baffled at why he did that to me.
That's when my mind recalled back to that time when Sasuke indirectly confessed to me about his feelings:
The onyx-eyed boy leaned closer to my face with valiant movement. His eyes held such intense fondness and dauntlessly stared back into mine. I involuntarily smiled back to him, still with the heat bathing my pale cheeks with color. He proceeded, "I hate you so much."
I lowered my gaze until I stared blankly into space. Could it be that he still felt the same way?
"Shiori, if you are planning to save Ayuda, you know that this isn't the way."
"Shut up, Kakashi," slurred the female Jounin who was clearly drunk a little bit.
The tomboyish Jounin decided to go to the bar in town all by herself and have a couple of alcoholic drink to relieve her stress. However, these drinks eventually increased in number which was why it was not surprising to see her looking tipsy. Kakashi, on the other hand, spotted her inside the bar from outside of the shop.
The gray-haired male Jounin let out a sigh before he took the seat next to her. He wasn't planning on saying anything. He just wanted to look after this fellow friend of his just in case something bad happens to her or that she would do something stupid when she was that drunk.
But then Shiori spoke up, "Kakashi, is it true that he said that?"
The male Jounin sighed, "This is the hundredth time you asked the same question. Yes, he did."
"But why?"
Kakashi looked down at the surface of the table as he replied in a somber tone, "Well, it's all for his clan. Sasuke said that it's not just a dream to him because he would make it a reality. He plans to restore his clan and kill Itachi. I sure hope that he didn't kidnap Ayuda solely for that first reason."
"Restore his clan, huh...?" remarked Shiori, "He sure knows how to reword it in an innocent way instead of saying I want to make more Uchiha babies to recreate the Uchiha clan."
Kakashi sweatdropped, "Well, he is a young teenager at that time so of course he said it that way. If he said it like the latter one, I would be terrified for our future generation."
Shiori put her elbow on the table and rested her cheek on her palm, "So you surmise that Sasuke held Ayuda captive to restore his clan?"
"It's a possibility. So far we haven't learned one thing about why he abducted her."
"Hmm... did you tell Reina about this?" inquired Shiori.
"No. I only apprised this to you. If I tell Reina, she would go against Tsunade and everything and then set out to find Ayuda like a madman. At least you could keep your composure after hearing that."
"I see. Ever since you told me that, I am worried sick. But since Sasuke and his minions outnumbered us, I guess for now I could only put my trust on Ayuda," said the tomboyish Jounin.
Kakashi cast a glance to her, "Trust her on what?"
"That she won't be fooled by anything that Sasuke did to or for her," she stated, "If that is truly the reason why he kidnapped her, then Sasuke would do something to change her mind to make her give him her consent. I don't want her to even think that Sasuke is being nice to her or whatsoever because he still loves her and all. That will probably turn her into a willing participant and therefore will make it easier for him to do anything he wants to her."