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Feb 03, 2006 21:38

Nanao climbed the stairs, a cup of tea in one hand, her coat draped over the other arm. It was still crisp, but she wanted to get some fresh, cool air. The apartment had been stifing since she had got home from work in the early afternoon, enough so that she didn't mind that the shower had cooled off after a few minutes ( Read more... )

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ise_nanao_chan February 4 2006, 21:56:12 UTC

Nanao absently tipped her head towards his hand, the smile on her face softening. "You're not a dumb jock, Kiba. I never thought you were..." Her eyes closed again as she took a deep breath of the night air, pushing it back out again with a soft sound.

"I'm glad you came up here..."

chicksdigdogs February 5 2006, 01:21:59 UTC

"Hey, thanks." His voice was a little lower than usual; he wasn't quite sure why, but didn't really spare thought to consider it.

"So'm I. Glad you're glad."

His fingers curled up a little more, brushed her cheek again, then curved gently to cup the line of her jaw in his palm.

ise_nanao_chan February 6 2006, 02:49:10 UTC

Dark eyes slowly slid open at the touch, their gaze leveling on Kiba. She shivered, but not from the cold. On the contrary, she felt almost overly warm. A hand unconsciously rose to push a lock of hair out of her face, but she didn't really notice. Her attention was on her companion.

The hand dropped back to her side, her fingers travelling over the curve of his leg before coming to rest on the rough surface between them, yet still in contact.

chicksdigdogs February 6 2006, 20:05:16 UTC

A muscle twitched under her touch; he took a sudden, sharp breath, let it out again in a hiss between his teeth. She was-- This was--

Kiba had a well-earned reputation as a flirt and even a playboy. He saw it, like almost everything else in life, as a game; maybe there wasn't a loser but there sure was a winner, and there were goals and fouls and even rules, though he didn't often keep them. Things were easy, that way; he flirted and teased in good earnest and total heartlessness, like a puppy romping with a new toy, just there to enjoy himself and make sure everyone else was enjoying herself too.

Except his system seemed to be breaking down, recently, and all of the sudden it was scaring him.

He tried to speak, cleared his throat, tried again, his voice husky. "Nanao--"

He couldn't make it past her name.

ise_nanao_chan February 6 2006, 20:18:05 UTC

Her vision snapped back into sharp focus at the sound of his voice. Slowly, she moved her hand, where it finally ended up limp in her lap. As hard as she tried, she couldn't look away from him, and she couldn't back away much due to the wall behind her.

"Kiba... you... don't have to..."

chicksdigdogs February 6 2006, 20:38:45 UTC

Don't have to what?

He wanted to hear the rest of that so much that it scared him. And suddenly he'd realized several things, and confused himself about several things more, and was earnestly wishing that Shikamaru had found that User's Manual for Women. Or had at least given him a bit more useful advice about what do to when you found out you cared.

"Look," he finally managed, "I--I'm not--I don't know--"

Stammering wasn't getting him anywhere. Hell with it, something in the back of Kiba's brain decided--the same something that sent him lunging for a ball even when it seemed hopeless and he'd only end up with his nose smashed and his wrist broken, the same something that had been gibbering with fury when he'd heard about Orihime's mugger, the same something that cared only for action and never for thought.

He leaned in--it wasn't far--and kissed her.

ise_nanao_chan February 6 2006, 21:05:42 UTC

A soft breath ghosted between her lips just as he leaned close, finally studdering off at the first touch of his lips against hers. She blinked once, then allowed her eyes to slide closed again, closing her off to the rest of the world. Her hand twitched slightly, then slid up to stroke gentle fingers along his cheek.

chicksdigdogs February 8 2006, 01:14:48 UTC

Kiba shuddered under her touch like a skittish colt, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in further, the hand on her shoulder slipping around to cup the back of her head. The long masses of her hair tangled and flowed like silk around his fingers, and he caught his breath in a brief moment of wonder.

Then promptly lost it again in a kiss that certainly wasn't as tentative as the first one had been.

ise_nanao_chan February 8 2006, 03:18:04 UTC

The kiss intensified quickly as she leaned even further into it, her hand cupping his cheek. Nothing else was real to her at that moment. The heat from his hand was burning, but it was his lips...

His lips made her feel weak, glad she wasn't trying to stand up. If the contact on the back of her head was burning, his lips were scalding, burning her up from the inside. She wasn't very experienced, but she had never been kissed like this before. No one, no one kissed like this.

Not even Shuns....The feel of his skin under her hand was something rare and precious to her. Every nerve was awake, and wholly focused on Kiba. Without thinking, she pushed herself flush against the wall, her legs sliding down to lay level on the roof, her arm wrapping around his neck, pulling him as close as she could. The hand curled over his cheek dropped to trace down his throat, where it finally ended up resting against his chest ( ... )

chicksdigdogs February 8 2006, 04:14:00 UTC

He nearly protested as she pulled away, but the back of his neck was tingling from her touch and he was certain she could feel his heart pounding through his shirt and jacket.

What--I don't--damn that was good...

He could still taste her lipgloss--strawberry, he thought, running his tongue around the inside of his mouth. It didn't taste quite as good as Nanao herself did, but--

Wonder what Hinata would taste like...

He stiffened.

ise_nanao_chan February 8 2006, 04:23:57 UTC

Nanao felt him tense under her touch. With a soft breath, she slowly rolled her head back to where it was. "Kiba... what... " she murmured softly, lips barely brushing against his with the words. Her hands, much to her dismay, were shaking slightly, the one that was so close to his racing heart curling up into a loose fist.

chicksdigdogs February 8 2006, 04:37:02 UTC

"Sorry." He muttered the word against her lips, wincing to himself at how...utterly inadequate it was. "Sorry. I mean, damn, that was good, but..."

But it's nothing like fair to kiss you and think of her.

He pulled away, rocking back on his heels as his fingers traced a last, regretful path across the back of her neck.

ise_nanao_chan February 8 2006, 04:46:19 UTC

The words echoed in her ears, a hollow sound that finally drowned out her slowly calming heartbeat. Her hands dropped back to her lap as he moved away, a shiver crawling over her skin as she felt his touch leave the back of her neck. She didn't look up at him as she pulled her knees back up, but not quite as far as last time.

Her voice was soft, and she tried to keep it light. "Well, another thing I've never been complimented on. You're racking them up, Kiba."

She carefully scooted some to the side, and away from Kiba, hoping it wasn't too noticible.

Something didn't feel right, but she wasn't sure what it was.

chicksdigdogs February 8 2006, 05:16:30 UTC

"Can't have kissed many guys then," he said, trying automatically to match her slightly bantering tone. "'Cause, wow..."

He wasn't sure how well it came across. Certainly the attempt at lightness seemed to evade his clumsy fingers; he fisted his hands on his jean-clad knees and stared miserably down at them.

She'd pulled away first, and now she was pulling away farther. Had he done something wrong? Beyond...well, beyond thinking?

"Sorry," he said again, and scrubbed a hand through his hair. "My fault."

ise_nanao_chan February 8 2006, 05:29:09 UTC

"No... you're the third," she whispered under her breath, blushing.

She tried to glance over at him without him noticing, but she knew her movements were far too jerky for much stealth.
"Kiba... it's not your fault. I wanted to... as much as I thought you did..."

Nanao shuddered a moment as a chill breeze whipped over the rooftop, instinctively pulling her coat tighter around herself.

With a hesitant half-smile, she scooted back closer, enough to nudge him with her shoulder.

"Not your fault. Alright?"

chicksdigdogs February 8 2006, 05:34:03 UTC

"I did," he burst out quickly. "Do. Um."

I wanna do it again but I wanna do it with Hinata too, and I'm not sure where it'll stop if I kiss you again, and...

He rocked slightly when she nudged him, and glanced quickly over at her despite himself. She was kind of smiling. Did that mean things were okay, or was she just trying to make him feel better when he'd been the one to mess things up in the first place?

"'m just confused," he muttered, and shoved himself to his feet, reaching down a hand for her. "Not your fault either."

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