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Here we go.

[anonymous]

I hope Anon likes it, it's more implied!smut. But if Anon likes and asks, I'll write more with smut.

Minato wasn’t sure who this other boy was; he decided to go with the flow. It had worked thus far. Well, that and there isn’t much of a choice when a revolver is pointed in your face.
“Pardon me if I was intruding,” he said, eyes fixed on the revolver wielding boys. He waited, watching his face for a reaction, but between the blue bangs and the cap, much of his face was covered.
“How did you get in my house?” They asked. They asked in a voice what was absolutely-
“You’re a girl?” Minato asked. He hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that. No way to take it back now. He looked surprised, raising their face to look Minato directly in the eyes.
“Name,” was all he said, or maybe demanded was a better word.
“Minato---“ He was cut off when the gun was suddenly removed from his face.
“Then you know Akihiko Sanada?” He (she, we was 90% sure it was a girl) asked.
“I went to school with him,” Minato said, shoulder rounded into a slump. He paused then added and after thought, “then I died,”
“But now you are alive, in my kitchen?” She (Minato would just start thinking of them as a woman, whatever) asked. Her brows where knit in a mix of frustration, confusion and well that was it really.
“It looks that way,” Minato agreed with her. He thought it might be good for his health (if he really was alive) to agree with the woman (maybe a man, he still wasn’t positive) “How do you know Akihiko-Senpai?”
“He works for the police department,” Naoto said. She reached out and steadied the blue haired boy. He was only about as big as her, which was strange.
“Do you have anything to eat?” he asked her, large eyes pleading her almost. Naoto gently sat him at the table and looked around. There was…
“We have cake,” she said, then instantly scowled. He needed something better for him than cake.
“Cake sounds good,” Minato told her (yes, it was a “she”, it was the same kind of scowl Mitsuru gave him when he ate to many sweets) He stood slowly walking over to where the cake sat on the counter, and it read” Happ- bir- Naoto” Minato stared at it and said aloud. “Happy Birthday Naoto”
“Yes, it was my birthday two days ago,” she said, taking out two plates. She could make him something to eat later, the cake was right there; it would be illogical to not give him any. She pulled out a knife and turned to see Minato picking little bits off of the edge. She set the knife down and before the logical part of her brain could kick it she had turned him and reached up to wipe a bit of frosting that had somehow end up on his nose. She licked it off of her finger and could feel him staring at her as she did.
There was something electric in the air, it had been so long since he felt the touch of another human. He stepped closer to the strange young woman and slipped his arms around her waist. Before the fact he could think of the fact she had a revolver she had no problem using, he kissed her.
She was too surprised to move when he wrapped his arms around her waist. Naoto couldn’t begin to think of a reaction when he kissed her. It was a soft kiss, his lips barely in contact with hers, but it was anything but chaste. She managed to pull away from him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she snapped at him, heat rising to her face and sinking into much less innocent places. Naoto’s frustration only grew as instead of trying to pull her back in (which would have been a reason to pull her gun on him again) he looked at his feet, muttering things she couldn’t hear clearly, but sounded like it could be an apology. After a minute of this, she stepped forward placing her hands on his shoulders.
When she put her hands on his shoulders, he looked at her, expecting to be looking down the barrel of the revolver. Instead she was staring intently at him.
“Why did you do that?” she asked.
“I…I felt …I was alone for a long time,” he mental slapped himself after saying that. Way to sound like the only thing he was interested in was getting in her pants. Well, at the moment that was about it…she wasn’t bad looking. Then Minato felt soft lips crash into his, in a sort of desperate motion.

Here we go. (fin)?

[anonymous]

Naoto saw his eyes slide out of focus after he tried to stutter his way through an explanation. She grabbed the front of his jacket and kissed him. Rather smashing her lips against his, that was a better description. He seemed surprised at first, and she almost stopped to apologize, but then his arms found their way around her waist (she liked them there).Minato continued this desperate kissing. Hers was as lonely as his, some animal instinct fighting past reason for both of them. Minato forgot completely about the cake until he pushed her against the counter, and she almost fell over, having put her hand right into the cake.
“Damn,” Naoto muttered, she was surprised by Minato, who took her by the arm and started to… he started to eat the cake off of her hand. She felt the blush settle into her face again. “W-what are you doing?” she asked, she had asked that question a lot this night.
“I’m hungry,” Minato told her, his eyes had darkened, body taunt with pent up energy. “I’m very hungry,”

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Does Anon like it? Hate it? want me to continue?

Re: Here we go. (fin)?

[anonymous]

This anon liked it, it was a little hard to follow with how close all the text was, but pretty cute. I wouldn't mind seeing more.

Ha, Minato's last lines reminded me of how big his appetite was. (although I could be mistaken)

WriterAnon

[anonymous]

Sorry about how close the text is, I forgot that the comment box likes to squish any thing I paste into it together.