Getting away from the rain {Private- Kija}

[Glass~Heart]

(Continuing from 'It's been years!')

Akira shivered from the cold as well, laughing warmly. "Come with me and we can go back to my place to warm up. I'm cold now too." She pulled away from Ochiba briefly to take his right hand off her hip and hold it tight. She turned towards the exit of The Ring, and gently tugged him along behind her. The rain's intensity kept getting worse, so she was then forced to sprint back to her house in the Housing District, her hair sticking to the sides of her face and back of her neck. Her neckscarf was plastered to her chest and back, and her boots were filled with water, as were her gloves. In all, she looked like one drowned girl indeed.

She finally approached the small house at the start of the street that could call her own, or the one that her parents left behind for her anyway. It was still hers. She fumbled around in her weapons pouch quickly for her key, sheltering under the small porch that the house had out front, before unlocking the door. She pulled Ochiba inside after her, and shut the door as well. The house was small and cosy, with a little hallway leading down to a kitchen, dining room leading off from there, and the living room at the front of the house. The staircase was tucked out of the way in the far corner of the hallway, leading up to the top floor. When her parents were still alive, it used to be a two bedroom house. When they died, Akira had the two rooms knocked together for a fresh start, as she recalled it. There was a bathroom upstairs also with a shower.

Akira took off her boots and opened the door a little bit to pour the water outside from the sodden footwear, before leaving them upside-down on a mat next to the door to dry them out. She then looked round at smiled at Ochiba, giving him a hug before giggling.
"I'm going upstairs for a warm shower and to change into some warmer clothes that aren't soaking wet. Make yourself at home in the meantime, do whatever you want. When I'm out of the shower, you're free to use it." She looked up at him, having no other option. Now that her boots were off, she was now an inch shorter as well. She gave him a quick peck on the lips before she gracefully turned and bounded up the stairs into her bedroom to gather some casual clothing from her wardrobe and her towel before going to the bathroom which was directly next door.

She took off all of her clothes and left them hanging on a rack with newspaper underneath it so they could all drip dry in the warmth, before she stepped into the warming water which instantly warmed her up. She came out and dried herself off, giving her hair a quick dry as well before she changed into her dry clothing that all smelt of jasmine; the perfume she always used when washing clothes. She was wearing a dusky pink shirt that hung off her right shoulder as part of the design. Her tattoo was now visable, but in truth, she didn't mind. She then wore some comfortable three-quarter length jogging bottoms in grey with white stripes down the legs. On her feet, she just pulled on her fluffy boot type slippers and padded downstairs, looking to surprise Ochiba.

[Kija]

As Ochiba was being helped and escorted to the house while walking then sprinting towards the house. He looked around the village to look at the difference from almost ten years ago, much has changed but some has stayed the same. Dripping from everywhere entering the house, a puddle started to form already. Akira started to explain herself while Ochiba was shocked and awed to see a house. As she explained herself, Ochiba listened. "Thank you" Accepting the peck. He smiled and was very grateful for such a girl, he was starting to think he should have done this a long time ago, a lot of feelings released so quickly. Those are years worth of feeling for someone, more than 10 years. Ochiba hasn't felt this happy ever, closet time was years ago. He has had a troubled past, at least he doesn't know. He felt like he lived here already, almost like he has been here before. He started to get some flash backs of when he would come over to pick up Akira for missions. It started to trigger more of his past.

He took off his shoes and then started to tip toe towards the kitchen to try and not make a mess, he wasn't hungry but he just needed the sink. As he walked towards the sink he started to squeeze water out of the bottom then he took of his jacket and laid it on the counter. Then he took of his shirt and started to squeeze water out of it. Water fell out like a water fall as his hair started to drip in the sink to. He shook his head and water shoot out like a sprinkler. The house was small enough to not get lost in but big enough to not be crowded spaces. He started thinking about Akira and was going to say hi, but Ochiba would respect her privacy right now, unless the door was open. He didn't move from his post though.

He looked around for a place to hang his shirt but he thought it would be outside, so he didn't bother right now. He was looking if Akira was coming and she seemed busy in the shower, he didn't know how long she would take so he would try and dry off his pants really quickly. As he pulled the, off his black boxer briefs were wet so they stuck to his skin, they outlined everything. He didn't bother to do anything about because he didn't think Akira would come down so soon, he always thought girls would take forever. It felt good anyways, he house was warm so it was a mixture of warm and cold, which balanced the temperatures.

Ochiba started to shake his arms around to get the water out and even though they are water proof, water isn't good. Water started to spill out but there was still some left inside, he released the gauges in his arms and all the water spilled to the floor.
"Ehhh" He said as he made a puddle of water and started to laugh. He would clean it later. He started to squeeze the water out of his pants really quickly and was about to put them on, as he turned around to see Akira. Only wearing wet briefs 'he' started to jump up and form. Being embarrassed he could only stand there, from her amazing beauty. "Ehhh" his jaw dropped. He could even smell her from here, it was almost like the scent was a girl dancing with his noise, teasing him.

[Glass~Heart]

Akira was about to head into the living room, before she heard a familiar voice from the kitchen. "Hm?" She turned round on the spot and tilted her head, wondering what Ochiba could possibly be doing in there. She was expecting him to be in the living room which was much warmer, and there was a clothing rack at the front of the room near the fire. When she had fully turned round and done about six double takes, Akira's hazel eyes widened considerably in surprise. She had an almost naked guy in her kitchen... that wasn't something everyone could say, now was it?
"I wondered where you might have got to!~" She said in a playful tone that almost always spoke in when talking to him. "Oh sorry, I meant where both of you might have got to." She added with a cheeky grin before exploding into more laughter.

"Awwww, I'm sorry, Ochi-kuuuuun." She said in her best cutsey voice, walking down the hallway and into the kitchen, still smiling slightly before pretty much throwing herself onto him. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms automatically clung around his neck. Even without him holding her she could hold herself there pretty easily. "That was mean of me, but I couldn't help it. I reckon you were expecting me to be gone longer, eh? Well I'm out of the shower now as you can see, so you can go upstairs and use it if you want." She offered kindly, resting her forehead against his.

She had become very hyper-active ever since she'd had a shower, and very playfull as well. For some reason, she knew it was to do with who was in her house. Her light blue hair was sticking out at every possible angle by now because of the rush of the jump and due to the fact that it had been towel dried very roughly too. She seemed to be glowing, but that was because of how clean she was. Her skin had been expholiated with a special sponge that she bought from the market pretty recently. That, and her hair smelt fragrant and light, and she smelt of jasmine thanks to her clothes.
"Forgive me?" She asked, tilting her head to the side and snuggling her head under his chin affectionately before looking him in the eye again.

While waiting for Ochiba's reaction, Akira considered how lucky she was to finally get what she had wanted for a long time now. Upstairs in her bedroom, she had many diaries that were hidden in the bottom of her wardrobe keeping track of how many days he had been gone, and how much she had grown to miss him over a year or so. Before he happened to meet her in The Ring today, she had felt particularly lonely. It was exactly 6 years today that he had been gone, and she had last seen him. The last time he was here at her house was almost 10 years ago, when they were still in the Academy.

[Kija]

Akira started to crack jokes. That should have been expected and this truly was something to remember. Ochiba chuckled from her comments and didn't take it to heart. He smiled because as Akira apologized she said it with a cute voice and a cute smile. He was quite happy right now, then she jumped p on him. His lower body got even harder but was held down by his briefs. He could feel her butt and 'her' lower right on top if it. Ochiba turned pushing the clothes aside, she was sitting on the counter, and he was standing between her legs. He could feel her crouch wet from his body.

She felt good on him, and she smelt good. Ochiba put his head next to her ear and softly smelled her hair and smiled. He was looking for that smile for awhile, he put his right hand on her thigh and it felt so smooth and soft. He then kissed he collar bone as his left hand went into her shirt and rested at the hip. He was moving up and down with his right hand against her thigh, moving as close to a couple centimeters from her female body parts down to middle thigh. He smiled as they continued to tease each other.

Akira asked for forgiveness and Ochiba looked at her with a smile, closing in. "Of course" he said with a smile as he reopened the seal of love.
She was always so cute and always made Ochiba smiled, by just the way she did something or what she said or something. He kissed her a little bit lower than the collar bone and his lowers got even harder and he popped out of his undergarments. The counter was his cover. He was so horny, but he wouldn't without her consent. He wanted her to be as ready as he was, he was ready years ago.

His heart beating, his tummy tingling. He was having a good time with someone he deeply cared for and he wanted his a long time ago.
"Why did you take a shower if your just gonna get sweaty again?"
Ochiba asked proposing the act of honeymoon. He wasn't just bang and leave, maybe with some other girl but definitely not her. He would have never came back, if she wasn't here. Although he doesn't know why he came back.

His heart ached for her voice and his eyes were burning from not seeing her for so long. His touches seemed dull and useless when he hadn't seen her for so long. Everything about this girl made Ochiba function, A Girl worth fighting for. His left arm started to stroke up the back of her spine as he tickled it and pushed them closer. He got quick flashbacks but ignored them, most were of her. Of being around this house as a kid. People could have saw it coming.

This day WAS going to happen. He KNEW it was going to happen. They were going to rejoice with each other and they would live together. They had too, Ochiba had no other place to go anyways. He knew should would want him to live with her anyways.

[Glass~Heart]

The next thing Akira knew, she was now sat up on her counter where Ochiba's clothes had been not so very long ago. She then noticed just how hard he actually was, and this made a lot more playfull and adventurous than she already was. She must be doing something right for him to be this horny, so she'd just carry as her usual self... maybe a little bit hornier, that'll be all. She also noticed that the front of her clothes had become wet, but she didn't care. If her clothes being wet meant she would be close to Ochiba, then hell, that was a small sacrfice she was willing to make. These past years seemed to have gone so slow, and now today had gone so fast. They had gone from rivals to lovers in just a couple of hours.

She blinked a few times in surprise and happiness when she felt Ochiba lean in close to her head and smell her hair. She knew this because she could hear him breathing. Just that little sound made her heart flutter very slightly. Then she felt his hand find her right thigh which made her smile grow wider in a knowing way. It was like a godly attack on her senses when he then kissed her collar bone and gently rested his hand on her left hip. Her heart's pace sped up dramatically so it was thumping hard against her chest, and her stomach was constantly pulsating with pleasure. Every time his right hand got closer to her lowers, she had to hold her tongue to stop a moan escaping her lips. So far so good.

Her fingers gently teased the ends of Ochiba's hair, giving herself something to do and thus distracting her a little. That was blown right out the window when he kissed lower than her collarbone, and this time, she couldn't resist a small moan to come from the back of her throat. How else could Akira say this... she was pretty damn ready alright. She'd have often thought about it over the last year, when she didn in fact realise that she loved her childhood rival.

"I took a shower to warm myself up, but... now that I think about it... I'd imagine my bed's pretty warm..." She put on a thoughtful face, frowning slightly in the process. It was hard to look so serious, especially since she just wanted to smirk and pounce on Ochiba, dragging him upstairs. "Wanna go find out?" She asked and winked at him, allowing herself to be pulled closer into his chest. Her back arched slightly as an instant reflex when he touched it, and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. She craned her neck to look up at him, tenderly kissing his lips as she did so.

Ochiba could so as he wanted with Akira and she would enjoy every minute of it. The main thing that she had dreamed of for the past year, was what she desired the most. But just so long as she was with him, nothing mattered apart from him never leaving her side.

[Hayato Uchiha]

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