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Hummingbird	By : Onileo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 22
          Unsealing the door to the base, Itachi and the others stepped inside. The sight that met them made Hinata cringe. Pein stood in the hallway, arms folded and glaring. The intensity of his gaze was enough to make her drop her head. He was definitely pissed. Konan was standing beside him, a frown painted on her lips. "If it isn't the rogue missing nins. It's about time you four got back. Hinata, you are free to go, I'll talk to you later. I want everyone else upstairs in my office. Now." he said.
          Pein turned and stalked up the stairs, the others filing after him. Konan stood aside and let them pass, then walked up to Hinata. Giving her a smile, Hinata bowed. "Konan-sama." she greeted.
          Konan returned her smile. "Hinata-san, it's great to see you back with us. I take it your recovery went well."
          "Hai, I am f-fully healed with n-no problems. Umm, Konan-sama, is Kisame-san h-here?" she asked, blushing. She hadn't felt his chakra when she walked through the door.
          "No, he isn't. Leader-sama sent him out to look for Itachi, Deidara and Kisho two days ago. But he should be back sometime today." she said.
          Hinata stared at her. Kisame was out looking for them? Did that meant that Itachi had come after her on his own? She didn't think that he had cared that much for her. "L-leader-sama didn't know they w-were coming for m-me?"
          "No. They disappeared in the middle of the night four days ago without a word to anyone. Needless to say, Pein was furious. He sent Kisame to look for them the next day."
          "Oh, I s-see. Arigatou, Konan-sama."
          Nodding, Konan turned and headed up the stairs. Hinata was about to follow after her when a loud voice called to her from the kitchen. "Hinata-chan! Come the fuck here, bitch!"
          Paling a little at Hidan's language, Hinata walked into the kitchen. He was standing by the counter, drinking a glass of water. Demon was at his feet, eating a piece of leftover fish. When Hinata came in the room, he looked up from eating to growl at her softly. She returned his greeting with a glare. Kakuzu was sitting at the table, pencil in one hand, and calculator in the other and several sheets of paper spread out before him. He stopped writing long enough to nod to her before he returned to his work.
          "H-hidan-sama, Kakuzu-sama. How are you?" Hinata asked.
          "Fine." Kakuzu answered, not bothering to look up.
          "Pissed." Hidan stated nonchalantly. "We come back from a mission only to find half the organization gone, Leader in an uproar and Fish Boy passed out in the hallway, drunk. And we weren’t in on any of it!"
          "I'm s-sorry, Hidan-san." Hinata said, smiling at his complaints. Kakuzu just shook his head.
          After listening to Hidan rant on for a few more minutes about everyone, Hinata excused herself and headed upstairs to shower. Almost automatically, she stopped in front of Kisame's door. Running her fingers lightly over the knob, she was tempted to push it open. Walk right in, curl up in his bed and wait for him to come to her. But she didn't want him seeing her for the first time in three months looking like a vagabond sleepwalker. Trailing her fingers along the wooden door facing, she kept walking towards her room.
          Opening her own door, she smiled. Her room was the exact way she left it. The lilacs in her vase were wilted and there was a sheen of dust on the dresser, but she didn't care. It was hers. Pulling open the dresser, she retrieved a change of clothes. Black pants, mesh and dark blue tee shirt. Quickly she made her way to the bathroom. She wanted to get done before Kisame arrived. It wouldn't do to make him wait to see her again.

          Itachi stared at Pein, completely unruffled by the menacing air that hung in the room. The Akatsuki leader was pacing, occasionally tugging at one of his many piercings. He stopped only long enough to glare at Itachi before he spoke.
          "I want to know who's idea it was to go on this little trip." he said, his voice low and hard.
          "It was mine." Itachi answered evenly. Deidara and Kisho remained silent.
          "Why? What were you thinking?"
          "I'm sure that you've noticed the drastic changes in Kisame-san's behavior since he returned from taking Hinata-san to Konoha. It was beginning to affect his performance on missions. I believe the cause of it was his separation from her. Plus, Hinata-san's continued presence in Konoha presented an unacceptable risk to our security. Retrieving her was the best solution for solving two problems at once." he said coolly.
          "A logical explanation, as expected, but you should have come to me first. If you three idiots had been captured or killed, it would have sabotaged all of our hard work. You shouldn't have risked it. You're lucky it was a success, otherwise I'd be very, very angry." he said with another glare.
          "And you two!" he growled, turning his wrath on Deidara and Kisho "You should know that you don't go on a mission without your partner unless I explicitly order it! And make sure that mission comes from me!"
          Pein dismissed them a short time later, and Deidara and Kisho slunk out the door, relieved to only get away with a light reprimand. Itachi started to follow them out when Pein's voice stopped him. "Itachi. I know you were just trying to help your friend, but in the future, learn to control your impulses."
          Itachi just looked at him blankly and nodded his head. He was probably the last person here who needed a lecture on controlling their impulses. He strolled out of the office and down the stairs. He had just descended the last step to the first floor when, down the hall, the front door opened and Kisame walked in. He looked tired, dirty and more than a little agitated. Spying Itachi, he frowned and made his way over to his partner.
          "Itachi-san. Where were you? I've been looking for you for days!" he asked, his voice showing his irritation.
          "I was out." Itachi replied vaguely. Surely his partner's keen nose had picked up Hinata's scent by now.
          "Do you know how hard Leader-sama has been riding my ass about it? Like I know what you do when you disappear. Why did you leave? And did Deidara and Kisho go with you? I couldn't find them anywhere either."
          "Kisame, stop." Itachi commanded, halting the shark ninja, mid-rant.
          Kisame glared at his partner. He wasn't getting very far in getting an explanation. He was just about to start in on him again when he froze. ...No, it couldn't be. His senses had to be playing tricks on his tired mind. But the more he tried to push it away, the more persistent it became. With the slightest glimmer of hope, Kisame closed his eyes and concentrated on sorting out the muddled scents in the building.
          Yes, there it was. The smell of rain and woods and... Hinata. It was fresh and sharp, not faded and haunting like it had been, torturing him for the last three months. She was here. Opening his eyes, he stared at his partner, speechless. Itachi just stood there silently, a small smirk on his lips. "Itachi-san... you didn't..." he trailed off, the unspoken question hanging between them. Itachi just inclined his head toward the stairs and walked off in the direction of the common room.
          Feeling a little dazed, Kisame slowly climbed the stairs. His mind was fully focused on one thing...her. Following her scent down the hallway, he paused where it swirled and grew heavier. He was standing right in front of his bedroom door. Pulling it open, he peered inside. Nothing. His room was exactly the same. That was when he heard the soft patter of running water coming from the bathroom. A smirk crossed his harsh features. There she was.

          Hinata closed her eyes and turned her face up to the spray of water hitting her body. She willed herself to relax and let the heat and moisture soothe her stressed mind. Kisame would be back soon. She knew she shouldn't be, but she was nervous about seeing him again. Would he be happy to see her again, or would he be angry that she didn't stay in Konoha? What if he was indifferent to her? That would kill her. She had missed him so badly.
          Then there was the meeting with Pein she would be having soon. He was sure to ask her more questions than Tsunade had, and he had nothing restraining him from using less than kind methods if she refused to answer. She bit her lip and tilted her head forward, letting the hot water wet her long hair. She was so lost in thought that she never heard the subtle creak of the door as it was gently opened and closed again or the light swish of material as the shower curtain was slowly pushed aside, then replaced. In fact, she knew nothing at all until a large pair of arms wrapped themselves around her torso and pulled her back into a towering body of bare muscle.
          Hinata gasped in surprise and her eyes flew open. She automatically froze and her face turned beet red. Heart racing, she slowly her eyes lowered to the arms holding her just below her breasts. Bluish gray skin met her gaze. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the familiar pressure of a face being buried in her hair. His chakra wrapped around her as he took control of the water sliding down her body, making it swirl around her and trail across her skin like hundreds of disembodied fingers. Time seemed to stop as they stood in silence, unmoving.
          "Kisame." she whispered his name quietly, afraid that if she said it too loud, he would disappear and she would discover that she was only dreaming.
        "Hinata." he breathed into her hair. Kisame fought the intense desire swirling within him. His primal side was demanding he claim her immediately, but it was enough for him just to hold her.
          "I t-thought I'd n-never see you again." Hinata said, her voice thick with emotion. The full weight of her feelings for him hit her and tears threatened to spill over and mingle with the water cascading down on her from overhead. Despite wanting to cry, a smile found her lips when she felt him chuckle against her neck. He nuzzled her ear gently before he spoke.
          "Hmm, You haven't even seen me yet." he teased. Loosening his grip on her ribs, he smoothed the skin of her sides with his palms until they settled lightly on her hips. Holding her gently, he turned her around until she was facing him. Lavender eyes locked with yellow ones and he smirked at her. "There now. That's better." he said.
          Without breaking eye contact, Hinata touched the closest part of him to her, which was his hands on her hips. Her need for him was so strong, not even one of the legendary Sannin could keep her away from him now. She ran her fingers over the weathered skin on the backs of his hands, then moved further up to the smoother texture of his muscular arms. She traced the defined lines there, memorizing each one by touch, and scattering the droplets of water that settled in the deeper grooves.
          Breaking away from her gaze, Kisame dropped his eyes to watch her work. A shudder went through him at her touch, pent up desires breaking free to wreak havoc on his body. Lust flared in his eyes and he looked at her, naked before him, drinking her in. His eyes landed on the necklace he had commissioned for her, nestled in its home between her breasts. She hadn't even taken it off to shower.
          When had she gotten it? He still had it while she was in Konoha, and she hadn't been in his room when she returned. A hazy memory suddenly came to him. He remembered having it with him when he passed out in the hallway. Itachi must have seen it as he was leaving and grabbed it. No one else would be brave enough to approach him while drunk. It usually had unpleasant consequences. With her hand still on his arm, he ran his index finger up her belly to where it lay, grazing the inside of her breast with the back of his hand. Picking the pendant up, he examined it.
          "Do you like it?" he asked.
          An unfamiliar emotion flickered in her eyes. She smiled broadly, cheeks pinkening. "I l-love it." she said. Reaching up, Hinata wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss his lips tenderly. Like a starved man, he kissed her back hungrily, feasting on her lips and demanding more. Unable to hold still, his hands began to wander over her water-slicked skin.
          He stroked the side of her breast before running his palm down her soft belly. A pained look came to his eyes as his fingers found the five star shaped scars scattered across her stomach. Breaking their kiss, he drew in some much needed oxygen and looked down at them. Guilt settled in his chest like a heavy stone. He should have insisted that someone go with them on that stupid mission. He should have demanded it from Pein, or shook him until he listened to reason.
          "Hummingbird, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I should have been." he said sincerely.
          "Kisame, it w-wasn't your fault. N-nobody knew it was g-going to happen. Don't b-blame yourself. A-and besides that, you s-saved my life. No one else could h-have gotten me to Konoha so f-fast. Thank you." she said.
          Kisame didn't answer. She might forgive him, but he would never forgive himself for allowing her to get hurt. But he could wallow in morbid pity later. He was not going to ruin his time with Hinata by feeling sorry for himself. Returning his attention back to her abdomen, he lifted an eyebrow in surprise when he noticed a splash of black peeking out from beneath the hand that was still resting on her right hip. Slowly peeling away his fingers, he grinned.
          Just above her hipbone was a tattoo the size of his palm. It was a yin yang design, but instead of the customary dots, the light side had a hummingbird in its place, silhouetted in black. And on the dark side, a great white shark swam in the sea of bluish black ink. He let his finger trail over the design as a wave of affection poured through him. Looking back up at her face, he saw that her head was turned away from him, a light blush of embarrassment dusting her cheeks. Cupping her chin in his hand, he turned her head back to meet his gaze.
          "It's beautiful." he said. Feathering his thumb along her jaw, he slid his hand around to cup the back of her head. Wrapping his other arm around her waist, he drew her flush against him and kissed her. He felt her little arms wrap around his torso and she kissed him back, almost desperately. His body hardened under the contact, and he felt his control begin to slip. Without breaking their heated kiss, he turned with her and pressed her against the cool tile wall, needing her even closer.
          Hinata gasped at the shock of cold on her heated skin. But it didn't last long, the warmth of her body radiating into the tile, and soon it was forgotten completely as Kisame broke their kiss to bury his face in her neck. A moan escaped her lips as he began swirling his tongue over the sensitive skin above her rapid pulse. Butterflies jumped in her stomach and desire swept through her body. Unable to keep still, she ran her hands lightly over the defined muscles of his back, dragging her fingernails gently over his smooth, wet skin.
          Fisting her silky hair in his hand, Kisame tilted her head back to give him better access to her neck. Trailing open mouthed kisses across her flesh, he stopped when he reached the tendon just below her ear and bit down gently. She gasped, and he pulled back to softly blow on the bite mark, soothing the stinging sensation while letting his other hand trail up to cup her soft breast. Pulling her earlobe into his mouth, he worried it with his teeth, being careful not to bite her too hard, as he ran his thumb over her erect nipple.
          Oh, Kami, she was burning up. Everywhere he touched her left trails of fire in his wake. The light spray hitting her from the shower head only enhanced the sensation. Hinata closed her eyes as Kisame nibbled his way down her neck and across her collarbone. Placing a soft kiss in the hollow of her throat, he continued his journey down her chest until he reached her neglected breast. As soon as his mouth closed around her nipple, her inner muscles clenched and she moaned loudly.
          Kisame grinned against her skin. Kami, how he missed this. The way she sounded, the way she smelled, her taste. All of her. Releasing her hair, he trailed his fingers down her neck and onto her shoulder as he teased her breasts a little more. But there were far more interesting places on her body he wanted to explore. Lured by the scent of her desire, he released her and slowly lowered himself to his knees, kissing his way down her stomach and tracing random patterns along her skin as he went.
          The water that had been hitting his back now fell on her chest, and he took great pleasure in chasing the little trails of moisture down her soft belly with his tongue. Gripping her hips lightly, he pressed a firm kiss just below her navel. Sliding his palms down her calves he kneaded her firm muscles before picking one of her legs up and hooking it over his shoulder. He glanced up at her face to see her reaction. Normally, she would be hesitant about this sort of thing, but the hazy look on her face told him that any protests she might have had been tossed out the window long ago.
          Hinata's eyelids drooped down at the first pass of Kisame's finger over her womanhood. The second pass and they were closed completely as desire pooled low and she felt herself dampening considerably. And when he replaced his finger with his tongue, her breath caught in her throat and she fisted both hands in his hair to ground herself as a wave of pleasure crashed over her. She found her breath again and moaned as he continued to tease her. It was a good thing he was holding her up. As soon as his tongue slid inside her, she felt her knees give out and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming in ecstasy.
          Kisame closed his eyes as he wallowed in her glorious scent. Her breathy moans of pleasure and her small fists in his hair only encouraged him. His own body was beginning to harden painfully, but he clamped down on his desire. She would be satisfied first, regardless of his needs. Slowly, he licked his way back up her cleft, until his tongue was lazily swirling around her swollen button. She whimpered her need to him, and he complied, gently sliding two fingers into her. Her muscles clamped down on his digits, and she moaned as the friction of him moving his fingers sent a wave of heat coursing through her. He started a slow rhythm, and her hips automatically picked it up, pushing against his hand, trying to draw him further in, encouraging him to go faster.
          Hinata was panting hard. She just knew she would die any second now. Every thrust of his fingers, every flick of his tongue drove another wave of fire sailing through her. She tightened her grip on his navy blue hair, trying desperately to stay anchored as the waves of pleasure came closer and closer together. Soon she couldn't tell the difference anymore, her body was riding the edge of feeling, completely on fire. All thought driven from her, she reveled in the ecstasy and freedom her body was feeling. Then he lightly bit down on her, and she screamed, her mind plummeting into darkness as he drove her body over the edge.
          Kisame caught her as she crumpled under the force of her orgasm. Pulling her limp body into his chest, he turned and sat with her cradled in his lap, letting the warm water cascading over them bring her back to reality. Sweeping the stray locks of hair out of her face, he studied her features. Her cheeks were red and her lips were slightly swollen from his kisses. He watched her lips as air passed between them, transfixed for a moment by her rhythmic breathing. Then he felt her eyes on him and he looked up, taking in her love-drunk lavender orbs.
          "Are you alright?" he asked, skimming a finger across her cheek.
          "Yeah." she said breathlessly. Shakily sitting up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. Turning to get more comfortable, she straddled his lap, his still hardened manhood pressing against her core. He groaned into her mouth, the contact catching his blood on fire and making his heart pound furiously. Breaking their kiss, Hinata pulled back and cupped his face in her hands, feathering her thumbs over the markings on his cheeks. He closed his eyes, savoring her touch. She let her fingers trail over his slick skin, tracing his jawline and down his neck. She smoothed over his muscular shoulders before leaning forward and, pressing close, scattered kisses across his neck.
          Kisame groaned again. "Kami, woman, you are going to be the death of me." he said, his voice tight with barely leashed control. Her only response was to swirl her tongue around his earlobe before gently tugging on it with her teeth and growling softly in his ear. Her playful teasing was his undoing. An answering growl erupted from his throat as he wrapped his arms around her and, in one fluid motion, stood with her in his arms. Pinning her against the wall, he entered her in one quick thrust as his mouth came crashing down on hers, kissing her hungrily.
          Hinata cried out at the sensation of him filling her, her body still sensitive from her orgasm. He stilled, letting her body adjust to his invasion. He had to force himself to remain immobile as her muscles gently squeezed him, sending a shudder racing through him. She wrapped her legs around his waist to support herself, pulling him deeper inside. Cupping her bottom with his hands, Kisame held her up as he began a slow, deep rhythm.
          The friction was incredible. Hinata broke their kiss to lean her head against the wall and closed her eyes, giving herself up to pure feeling. A whimper escaped her as Kisame kissed his way down her neck, setting her on fire all over again. Increasing the tempo, he thrust into her faster and she heard a deep moan escape him as he started to lose control. Biting down on her shoulder, he buried himself up to the hilt as he felt the first tremors of her orgasm. Releasing his hold on her shoulder, he pulled back to watch the pleasure wash over her face.
          "Hummingbird, look at me." he said, his voice hoarse as he fought his own release. Opening her pale eyes, she locked on his yellow ones, her body shaking as she came.
          As he gazed into her bliss filled orbs, a strange feeling came over Kisame. A sort of peaceful acceptance of life that contradicted his bloodthirsty nature. It was as if her innocent submission in that instant cleansed his soul, washing away the darkness and loneliness that had consumed him for years. For the first time ever, he felt free. A fleeting moment later his own orgasm took him, and he came, crying out her name.
          Completely spent, Hinata laid her head on his shoulder. Never in her life had she felt so worn out, yet so happy at the same time. They stayed locked together for a few moments, panting heavily, trying to regain their breath. Finally, Kisame released her, setting her on wobbly legs. Using one arm to hold her up, he steadied himself with the other planted against the wall. That was when he noticed that the forgotten shower had long gone cold.
          Turning around, he shut it off and pulled open the curtain. Grabbing the fluffiest towel he could find, he wrapped Hinata in it and helped her out of the shower. She shakily started gathering up their clothes, and when she had them all, he picked her up, clothes still in hand, and carried her to her bedroom. Blushing hard, she scanned the hallway to see if anyone saw them. Luckily it was completely empty.
          Setting her down beside her bed, Kisame pulled her covers back and climbed in. Hinata set their clothes on her dresser, dropped her towel on the floor and crawled in beside him. Curling into his chest, she laid her head on his arm and smiled up at him. Too tired to say anything, Kisame rolled toward her, drawing her closer to him, and rested his chin on her head. Closing his eyes, he listened to the steady rhythm of her breathing and let out a content sigh. Moments later, they were both fast asleep.
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