Hidden in Bamboo [M Rated after page 3]

A smile would cross Akira's face as she felt her fingers and Oboro's fingers touch. Though, there were still tears coming from her eyes. She listened to his words. His voice was quiet and soft just like a small breeze. His words were just what she wished could happen. She wished ever so dearly that things wouldn't change and that she wouldn't have to leave Oboro's side. Akira wished that they didn't have to go out and do the dangerous things they did. Anything could happen between now and later. However, Akira knew that things had to change and things needed to be done. Akira still had goals to take care of and she sure had a lot of work to do. She guessed the same could be said of Oboro. "If only we could." Akira would say her voice sounding soft and full of longing.

Akira couldn't help but keep her eyes on Oboro's. They made her feel like she was being pulled closer to him and their color was beautiful. The moment they shared now was wonderful to Akira. His hands against her own, the slight bir of breeze that had found it's way between the bamboo, the sound of animals, and just any little thing she noticed. This was when she realized that the few things that she had not found the slight bit interesting became wonderful. They seemed different than before. This would be what finally made her look away and focus on other things.

Things were going absolutely perfectly that day. While he had indeed set out to find an Akatsuki member this morning, it didn't seem to matter at the moment, even if she was a member. All that mattered for him now was her. In a short period of time, all his priorities had dropped by one, placing her at the top. It was so odd of him to be so infatuated so quickly, but still he didn't mind in the slightest. Where they were now, fingers locked, face to face, this is where he wanted to be. Once again, he leaned in and softly pressed his lips against hers, squeezing her hand slightly as he did.

"What exactly is this? This feeling...?" He would whisper to her softly. He wondered if she had an answer, the butterflies had turned to something new. Almost as if a sense of weakness. That feeling you get in your stomach where you just have to trust that nothing will go wrong. What was that feeling? It didn't really matter in all reality. He was okay with this weakness. This one made him happier than he had been in a long time. Inside he just felt like a shade of pink: lackadaisical and carefree. With no further agenda, perhaps he would just stay here forever with her. Suddenly things that mattered before, well they weren't so important.

Thw girl stood with a smile on her face as she stared into Oboro's eyes. Her tears had stopped leaving her cheeks wet. She couldn't help but wonder if this is what a dream come true was like. Although Akira may have never dreamt of meeting someone, she had heard stories from other people. She had been told by many women that at a young age they dreamed of the one they would marry and they dreamed of how things would play out. However, few of them would say that they were still waiting for that day, they were too busy or things were too dangerous, and some had even given up. The rest would say it hadn't happened the way they wanted that it was all just fun to think about. Akira didn't listen to much of it at the time and really didn't care much considering she had spent most of her life only caring about her hatred and goals. However, there was one part that always caught her attention. They spoke about... love...and if it was there that's all you needed for a.dream come true. When his lips pressed against hers once more, she felt it again. That same feeling she felt at the first one and maybe even before then.

Akira would smile once again after hearing his questions. Her head would move so that she was looking towards the ground. She couldn't quite tell if it was what she was thinking or not but she was very certain it was. "I think it's what they call... love." She would say these words very softly with the last one coming out sounding like a sigh of some sort. Akira didn't understand how she could feel such an emotion for someone. Even if she didn't understand, she was glad that it was possible for her. She was glad there was someone that could actually care for her and give her such an opportunity to experience this. It was a feeling she never thought she would ever feel but today she was proven wrong.

Within their embrace, the beauties of the forest no longer distracted Oboro. Nothing could distract him from her eyes, as if her pupils were magnetic to his own. Her soft skin caressed his slightly, but even this he could barely feel. All he could feel was his rhythmic heartbeats, making him aware that he was indeed still alive, and not dead or in some dream induced state. His flushed cheeks warmed his body as he gazed at her as she spoke of love. Perhaps that was what this was, this unspoken, unknown feeling. Maybe he did love her. Though, he'd never loved before.

There was something he'd forgotten to ask of her as the sun was beginning to set on their day. "Akira, where exactly do you live? You said you were Akatsuki. Are you only traveling here temporarily?" The bigger question was of what he would do once she'd left. Would he be able to focus when distracted by the fact that he'd missed her for the longest periods of time. This was the weakness that he'd thought of earlier. He didn't want to worry about if she would be okay, or when he would see her next. But now all of that was a reality. It was too late. But he almost didn't care for the moment. He couldn't drop his grin to save his life.

Akira looked to the sky as Oboro asked his questions. They day was coming to an end the sky beginning to turn orange with the setting of the sun. Akira may not have admitted it to anyone but she liked the sunset. She liked the colors the sky changed to as the sun moved across it. Sometimes it would be a pinkish color other times and orange color. It seemed as if when this happened everything slowed down. The animal would scurry back to their homes, the people would get ready for the night to come, and well what she was doing was always a mystery. Akira could be walking, watching the sun, or a number of different things. With her lifestyle, things were always a mystery.

"Well, I don't really have one. I just stay whever I can find a place. As for how long I'm here, I have no idea. I could leave tomorrow or stay a couple weeks. I am only here because I haven't heard anything and was just looking for something to do. Even I get lonely and bored." Akira said looking back to Oboro. Everything she could tell him she would never say to anyone else. Before she was afraid of what she should say to him. Now everything just came out carefree. It was a relief that she could finally talk to someone without worry.

The sun beamed down through a clearing in the trees above, shining its orange light on the new couple, draping them in gold. Oboro could feel the warmth, the the one radiating inside of him was far superior to that of the sky's. This day... Maybe it was the best of his life. He'd felt so much today, so much he had never experienced before. "If you've got no place to go... Well would you like to stay with me for a while? At least until you leave that is." His voice began to trail as he mentioned her leaving. He hoped that wouldn't be any time soon. If this day could stretch into tomorrow, well that, that would be a dream.

It was almost like he was already mentally planning things out. He would wake up early and cook her breakfast. 'I hope Hobbes likes her.' He would think to himself. They would probably get along. Hobbes never really hated people, though he ignored them. He was sure Hobbes would cooperate. However, he was more concentrated on her answer. He was curious to see if she would indeed join him for the night.

Akira's face would redden once again as Oboro offered for the girl to stay with him. She had never stayed with anyone in a home before other than her parents and she had been alone for so long. However, she started to wonder what it would be like to stay with him. She wondered if the feeling would be different from staying with her family. She also didn't wish to decline his offer and make him feel bad. So, with a bit of a studder evident in her voice she would speak, "I-If it's okay with you then I suppose I could." She would then smile once again.

The girl then started to wonder what his home looked like. Was it plain? Did it have color? What size was it? There was a number of possibilities.

(All I could think of.. Sowwy Q.Q)

With her hand held firmly in his own, Oboro led the way as he took Akira to his home. As he asked her, she had blushed and he hoped he wasn't considering him perverted in any way. In reality, he wasn't really sure exactly why he asked or what was going to happen when they got there, but he didn't regret his decision. As they made their way to the village, Oboro flashed his headband to the guard who allowed him access. He knew that bringing an Akatsuki member in the village was foolish, though he was trusting her for now. He really hoped this wasn't some scheme. That would be overwhelmingly dramatic as well as heartbreaking.

The two would make their way into his house as Oboro opened the door for her. His house was noticeably bright, the color white everywhere. The only color in the entire scene was the paintings that rested on the wall. He showed her in and pointed out all the main functionality. "Right beside the entrance is the kitchen. The front room before us is the living room or so... He pointed to a room with a large glass window, wide enough to see have the village. The room also had a white sofa on the white carpet. The walls were made of white marble. The hall to the left led to his bedroom. The hall to the left lead to the bathroom and a guest room. He explained this to her. "And uhh... Yea. Make yourself at home. He would say with a blush.

After answering the question of Oboro, did he begin to lead her. He lead her out of the forest of bamboo and towards the village gates. Although it may never be evident, Akira always got nervous the closer she was to them. She was always worried something would go wrong and she would be found out. However, it was just something she would have to deal with. As they passed, Akira squeezed Oboro's hand just slightly and tensed a bit. Though she did still look a bit relaxed out the outside, it was all for show. It was something the girl had gotten rather good at was feeling one thing while showing something else. She liked to think of herself as a master of deception.

Akira would start to calm herself as Oboro opened the door to his home. The girl stepped I'm slowly, rubbed her eyes, and blinked a moment. The place was so... white. It was the one color Akira had a hard time getting used to because it was very bright. Akira liked things to be dark and not so... white. She just couldn't stop thinking about the word.. white. As she was shown around, Akira payed attention all while thinking the word.. white. Eventually, she would get over it as she was told to make herself at home. Her eyes would glance in Oboro's direction seeing the blush on his face. There was some color to go with this white. The thought would make Akira giggle a bit and then she would proceed to look around.

Akira's head would turn as she thought of where she wanted to go. The choice she made was to the room with the couch and large glass window. She would walk in that very direction stopping right as the room began to look at it. Her hands touched the wall. It was cold but very smooth. She liked the feeling of it. Her fingertips would rub the wall for a moment before leaving it. Akira would then move to the window and look out of it. Here she would look out at the sky and see that it was a dark blue color not quite dark but very close. She could see the small white specs starting to take their places in the sky. These were her favorite things to look at.. stars. They were beautiful and just made the sky look not so plain.

As Akira entered his home, she almost seemed stunned by how bright the room was. She seemed to contemplate where she wished to be at the moment and chose to stare out of the giant window that acted as a wall. He watched as she walked toward the window, as graceful as possible. He admired her from behind with a grin on his face. He was such a goof at this particular moment. However, he didn't mind too much. He was happy that she was here with him. Upon this thought, Oboro would follow her to the window. From behind, he wrapped his arms around her and draped his head on her shoulder as he gazed down at the lights of the village.

Most of the lights in town were on, still amounting to a small amount. Each light represented a person, a soul, a being. These were the things that he was sworn to protect. These were the people that needed his protection. However, should the world end now, he likely wouldn't even try. He would rather die with Akira in his arms, away from any other worries, including his own demise. Where exactly was his mind wondering at this point? Well... It didn't matter too much anyways. He simply lifted his head and pressed his lips against the cheek of the girl in his arms. "I'm glad you decided to stay. He said softky, barely audible to her.

The Kaguya would stand admiring the view from the large glass window when she felt his arms wrap around her. She would also feel his head on her shoulder. However, instead of feeling nervous this time the girl felt happy. She liked the feeling of Oboro's embrace and the feeling of.. well him. He made her feel safe, warm, happy, loved, and many other strange feelings that only he had brought out in her. The girl would stand the same way she was before except the only difference would be that the girl hand brought her hands up so they were holding onto the Uchiha's arms. This is how she wished to stay forever. She wished that she could stay with him always but that would not be an option sadly. So, she would just have to live with this short time now.

Akira would continue to look out over the village and think what it would be like if she had begun her life in one. She started to wonder if maybe she wouldn't have this hatred or this goal that she had to finish? She started to wonder if she had grown up in a village would it be possible for her to stay with Oboro if she wished. She started to wonder if maybe she wouldn't be so afraid of being left alone. These thoughts started to set in on her mind and then she felt his lips on her cheek. This is when tears started coming from her eyes once more. This is when she would turn towards Oboro and hug him. She didn't know what else to do at such a time.

The girl gazed out the window before turning toward Oboro's embrace, crying on him for reasons unknown to him. However, he didn't want to get her even more worked up than she already was. Surely it was something tightly tied to her Soul deep down inside. It must have been some demon she was fighting, as everyone had their own. Oboro wanted her to know that she didn't have to face it alone anymore. He held her at the lower back and gazed her in her gorgeous eyes as he spoke calmly. "You don't have to do it alone anymore because I will always be here. You don't have to cry or be sad or alone because I'm here. If you need to talk, I'm here to listen.

Oboro wiped away the tears on the girls face with a concerned expression on his own. He didn't like seeing her cry, though today seemed to be an emotional day for her. He too felt all that she had, likely, though he hadn't shed a tear yet. Though, to be fair, he'd only ever shed one and it was of blood. Hers were real however. They were legitimate signs of sorrow, and the Uchiha couldn't let it continue to happen. He would open up to her as well, of how he felt at least. " I know that earlier when you said it felt like this was love, I didn't respond. However, I... I just don't know what love is. But if having your heart shatter because your significant lover isn't happy is love... Well, I love you Akira. So please, don't cry anymore. "

Her eyes were glued to his very own as he spoke to her. Akira was frozen. She didn't know what she should do. She didn't kniw what she should say. All she could do was stand in his arms and listen to him. He said she didn't have to be alone and that was when he had her full attention. Of course, she had given it to him the whole time but now she was just... frozen. Her heart started to pound harder as he spoke. Akira couldn't comprehend what was happening or what was being said. It was as if the words went in one ear and out the other.

The girl would continue to look into Oboro's yellow eyes as he wiped the tears from her face. They looked to be full of concern and that was something that her mind easily registered. A look of concern was easy to point out and one that could be seen many times in a day. Her attention was still kept on him as he spoke. That's when she heard it. She heard the word love but she also heard something that would make her heart feel like it was going to burst from her chest. The words, "I love you, Akira." were the only ones the girl was worried about in this moment. After hearing them, the girl would place her hands at the back of Oboro's neck and pull him to her only for her to press her lips to his.

He could feel his heart thud heavily against his rib cage as the beautiful Kaguya's eyes fixated on his own. His pulse sped up, he could feel the blood rushing to every part of his body as her chest pressed to his. With her lips pressed against his own, everything tingled with excitement. While he was more nervous during their first embrace, this one was much more appealing to all of his senses. He could feel his pupils dilate from behind closed eyelids as he was seduced by her soft lips. However, rather than pulling away as he had before, he would keep the kiss, should she allow him.

Being the man of the situation, he felt a slight need to keep a dominant role in the situation and so he pulled her over to the couch with her still in his embrace. They were two pieces of the same creature as he could feel her warmth radiate onto his cool skin. Her silvery hair fell lackadaisically, as his own blood red hair draped his own face. The only sound he was capable of making was exhales in between kisses. He was too focused to worry about how silly he probably sounded. But he couldn't concentrate at all on anything. He only knew that this felt right.

Akira felt his smooth lips brush against her own smooth ones as she slowly ran her hands through his silky, iridescent hair. Her own heart fluttering in what felt like her throat as their lips touched. This feeling she was having was exhilarating. It made her want more. The girls breathing became deeper as the two started to move in the direction of the couch. That's when she broke away from the kiss. Her face once again turning that same red color as before. She would look down and start to think. 'He's gonna think something is wrong. I need to say something.' Akira's face would now start to become hot and the red would become more vibrant.

The girl would take a step step backwards putting a small amount of space between the two. "I- I'm sorry. I just.. haven't ever done this before. I don't know.. what to do. But.. I love you too, Oboro." She would say with small studders and pauses in her sentences. She couldn't bring herself to look at him fdue to her level of embarrassment. She started to believe that maybe now he would think different of her like maybe she had done something.. wrong.

She ran her hands through his hair, making him nearly breathless as his tongue touched her lips. This left him absolutely breathless, forcing himself to inhale through his nose. However, this was ended quickly as she pulled herself away from his lips abruptly. Multiple things ran through his head, though it seemed that she was having thoughts as her eyes were a bit hesitant. Though her cheeks were red.  As she looked down to hide herself, it almost seemed as if she would start steaming soon. While it was a bit amusing how shy she was getting, he was still admirably a bit upset with what had occurred.

She began saying softly how she wasn't sure and how this was a first, but Oboro wasn't exactly sure what she was talking about at first. And then that's when it hit him. He almost accidentally said it out loud as his eyebrows shot to nearly the top of his forehead. 'Sex!?' He shouted in his own mind. His face immediately flushed red and his turned around with a hand on the back of his head as he laughed nervously. "Um... Um... If THATS what you mean... We... We don't have to do that you know. He was still laughing nervously between every few words. He bit his bottom lip, still unable to turn around and face her.

Akira's eyes widened at the words Oboro spoke. She thought her face couldn't possibly get any redder but it did. That may not be exactly what she was talking about but it may have crossed her mind. Once again, the girl became speachless. She took a quick glance up only being able to.see a small bit between her bangs. Akira could see he wasn't facing her anymore, which made her calm a slight bit but she knew she would have to say something. This made her more nervous and she didn't quite know what she would say at all. It was as if her mind was stumbling around searching for something.. anything at all. That's when the girl took a deep breath. 'Speak.. just speak.' She would think to herself. That's when her lips started to move.

"I.. Uhh.. I'm.. sorry. I mean.. I.. with you.. uhh... I wouldn't mind.. I just. uh." Everything came out in studders and short words. This made her sigh to herself. Her words had stopped all together as she rebuilt her courage to say anything. "I.. I'm sorry.. let me try again." Akira would breathe deeply through her nose and start to speak again. "I wouldn't mind.. I mean.. with you.. and yeah.. I just uhh wouldn't know what to.. yeah.. I'm sorry." Akira would stick her hands to her face to cover it. 'What is wrong with you?" She would ask herself with a bit of a growl.

There was a long pause as the two were oddly silent. Oboro was still giving off steam as he looked out the window, trying to calm himself. Why was his heart beating so fast. His face was red hot and he couldn't get himself to stop thinking. His face was even seeming as if it was going to break out into a sweat. 'Oh god, this is a lot of pressure.' The butterflies were not thudding against his stomach as his throat felt dry. But he would longer be taking the shy approach, he would force himself to be a man. And that's when he heard Aki inhale and talk of him.

What she said made Oboro even more excited. He turned around and walked closer to her, leaving little room between them as he gazed into her eyes. "I love you too, Akira." After closing the gap between them, he felt immediately calmer. He kissed her lips once more before kissing his way down her neck. Her skin was soft, luring him further. All of his senses tingles as his lips touched her skin. He led her over to the couch where he would lie her down and continue kissing all the way down to her collarbone.

Akira would uncover her face as she heard Oboro start to walk her way. She would finally look up to stare straight into his eyes. She loved their beautiful yellow color. That's when the Kaguya heard him speak those words she loved to hear once more. That's when their lips would touch once more, which would make her smile just a bit. Oboro's lips then started to move down her neck causing her to tilt her head a bit. His warm lips against her skin leaving the feeling until the warmth faded from that spot. They moved toward the couch once more but this time Akira wouldn't stop him. Akira would be lied down on the couch as she continued to feel Oboro's lips against her. Her eyes closed and she started to focus more on the feelingn They would move further down into the area where her collar bone was. Akira's breathes would be steady but seemed to be getting deeper the more she felt his lips.

Akira would move one of her arms so that her fingers continued to run through Oboro's hair. While with her other hand, she would run it across his back. His skin was warmer than it had been before and it was very smooth. This made her continue to want more. She wanted more of this feeling, more of this contact, just more of it all. She wanted to feel more of him and move her hands further down him. However, she would restrain herself for now. Just to make sure he wanted to continue with this. She already knew what she wanted to do.

After kissing his way down her neck, she began to run her fingers through his hair, making his entire body tingle as she stroked his spine with her fingers. At the point, he decided to get bold, lifting up only to strip his own puffy shirt from his torso, revealing his pale muscular body, already shiny from the tension. All was revealed, including the fresh wound on his shoulder, though he couldn't feel the sting, not one bit. He tossed the shirt, allowing it to hit the wall and crash to the ground. He gave her a confident smile before being as devious as ever. He grabbed for the white ruffles at the bottom of her dress, lifting them before sticking his head under and laying atop her once more, eyes closed.

From here, he kissed between her breasts, on her bare chest. Her skin was warm and soft against his lips as he could feel the chill bumps on her skin. Slight traces of saliva were left by his lips along the way down. He kissed all the way down to her naval at which he would open his eyes. He looked down slightly to see something that was rather new to him as well as feel a protrusion within himself. Everything was now immensely hotter

Akira's eyes would open as she stopped feeling Oboro's lips on her skin, as well as his movement. This is when she would see him pull his shirt over his head only to watch as he let it go. The girl would stare at his body for a moment. He was very muscular, which made her want to be much closer to him. She wanted to feel his skin under her hands and her lips on his. The thoughts made her grin. However, her eyes caught the wound on his shoulder, which of course would concern her. Though soon, her grin never left her face and her mind would be stuck on other things. Such as, the feeling of Oboro's lips once again touching her skin right between her breasts and slowly moving down.

Akira would lie still for a moment as she continued to feel all of the spots his lips would touch. Each one leaving her with a warm spot, which would slowly fade to a small cold spot. The farther down his lips moved the deeper her breathes became. As she felt the warmth against her stomach she would slowly pull her dress over her head making the smallest movements she could. Akira would then drop it next to the couch listening as the clothing hit the floor. Thus, leaving most of her body exposed and waiting for what would come next.

As she pulled the dress from her body, the light once again poured on Oboro, revealing him below. He stared with lust at her black underwear, particularly at her panties. It seemed that she was just as ready as he was, quick to strip herself as well. He smiled at this naughtier, more devilish side that he was yet to see from her. He could hear the thud against the wall as the dress fell just as his shirt had, however this did not distract him from the prize before him. And now lay before him, a beautiful woman. Stripped, and glistening in the light: How sensual he was feeling purely based on sight. He could feel his mouth water as he craved her.

He leaned down over her once more, tracing odd shapes on her torso. He would slowly descend down her gorgeous body before staring delicately at her undergarment bottoms. From here on out, he was no longer thinking about anything that was going to happen. Everything here on out would simply instinct given off from his primal urges. His eyes almost seemed as if they were glazing over, focused on one thing only, Akira. Now, he was allowing primordial urges to take over. He lowered his head on her panties, pressing his tongue against them, leaving a wet spot before lifting his head and blowing on it.

Akira's attitude seemed to quickly change after stripping off her clothing. She seemed to be becoming more excited and a side that she didn't even know she had would continue to slowly move it's way to the surface. The feeling of most of her body showing with someone who loved her so close. It kept her mind running and her curiosity fresh on her mind. She wouldn't be thinking about anything besides whatever it is Oboro would decide to do next. The girl would pull all the her long, white hair to the right side of her body. Her eyes would be fixed on Oboro as he continued.

She would watch as he moved his fingers along her skin. She felt her skin tingle in all the places he touched. As he moved further down her body, the girl would start to twirl her hair between the fingers on her right hand with a grin on her face. The girl would keep her eyes on him waiting to see what he would do next. Her eyes seemed to be filled with eagerness. As his tongue touched the girls underwear, she seemes to take a deep breath in still wearing the same grin and still twirling her hair in her fingers. She would exhale as she felt the cold air pass from his lips to the same spot his tongue was making her bite her own. The girl seemed to be more seductive at this time as the events went on longer. Her want for more seemed to only get stronger.

A different demeanor seemed to take over the now lustful girl before him as he experimented. A twist of lips remained on her face as she casually curled her hair with her fingertip as he eyes shined with excitement. This was not the same girl that had been blushing a few moments earlier. It was almost as if he was now dealing with a feline: calm, cool and sexy. He smiled to himself as he preferred this devilish side of her, waiting for her to pounce. Though he would play the mouse and tease until she did.

Still between her legs, he placed his palms on her knees, spreading her heels completely before descending his teeth on her inner thighs. He bit softly on her smooth skin, caressing it with his tongue as well. He moved his face closer and closer to her waist, feeling his body tingle as he approached her once more. By now, he was completely aroused, however he liked to play the game. Using his tongue to trace the inside of her bikini line, he moved his mouth up to her waist band, grabbing her black panties with his canine teeth and pulling his neck back. He opened his mouth, allowing them to snap back onto her hip. He looked up into her eyes and grinned, as if issuing a challenge. With his brows raised and eyes locked with Akira's, he licked up from her naval to collar once more before resting his body on hers. By now, he was fully aroused by her presence alone. He stared into her eyes before leaning over her and whispering in her ear. [Color,=red]"Your turn."[/color]

Akira would stay still continuing to curl her hair on her finger. She would still continue to bite her lip. Only moving when Oboro had wanted her too. The girl would soak in every feeling. She would feel his teeth and tongue on her thighs. She would feel his tongue move along her bikini line. She would feel his mouth pull her underwear back only to feel them snap into place again. With everything he did, she found it harder and harder to keep herself under control. Her eyes would close and she would breath in deeply once more as his tongue moved to her collar bone. She would open them only to stare into Oboro's eyes giving him a slight grin. She would feel his breath as he whispered in her ear.

Akira would listen as she bit his ear lobe softly. Her hands now moving along his back. His skin was smooth and he felt strong. The girl would then start to kiss his shoulder very softly. After doing so, the girl stopped only to whisper back, "I don't know how much longer I can handle these games." She would grin again. It was almost as if she would overflow any second. S