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Demons, Snow And Kunai	By : Nescafevh Category: Naruto Crossovers > General Views: 3683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own or make money from either Final Fantasy 7 or Naruto

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The idea for Reno's background is not mine, I got the idea from a series of stories I loved called "A Little Night Music" and "Adagio". I can't remember the author's name right now but credit goes to herhim, not me. The rest of the ideas is mine (I don't own FFVII or Naruto either).
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Above them in the air, a black wing flapping leisurely, silver hair streaming out on a breeze, was an large figure wearing black leather and holding an surprisingly long sword.

Green cat-eyes moved to them, locking on the blonde and an amused smirk appeared "good to see you again, Cloud."

The way he said the blondes name was strange, his voice oddly seductive and old-world. Tifa frowned, it was obviously Jenovah, Jenovah wanted Cloud? Or was she just mocking him? Cloud was with Zack, obviously he was homosexual, if Jenovah wanted Cloud for some reason, maybe it was because since she was female she knew she couldn't have him. All the more incentive to take the general's body. Maybe she thought she could kill off every being on the planet, then have Cloud all to herself. Hojo used Cloud as an experiment to try and 'make a new general' could he have been manipulated by the female into infecting Cloud so she could control him, like she had in the past before he had got free? Could she have been planning on using Sephiroth to seduce him?

According to Naruto's dream, Sephiroth-or Jenovah-the Silver General had made AERIS his sex slave, not Cloud. But Cloud would never accept that, he would fight to the death and be with Zack in the LifeStream.

But if all of them died, where did that leave Aeris? Would that leave JENOVAH to raise her? Tifa knew how evil the woman was NOW, what would she do to Aeris when deprived of the one she really wanted?

Any further thought ended as Zack barreled out of the hole behind them, skidding to a stop as his eyes went up, mouth opening soundlessly on the name.

The floatingflying figure looked down at him "arh, Zackary, so pleased YOU survived."

Tifa frowned, did she hear jealousy twist his voice when heshe said his name? IF she was right, this only further proved it.

Wait, what if it was more than that. Cloud had beaten Sephiroth TWICE. Tifa had thought that Cloud could do it because he had be enhanced by Hojo in an effort to reproduce the general, but the Silver General was enhanced even before birth. What if in both cases, Cloud didn't win, but JenovahSephiroth LET him win?

What if in her own way Jenovah actually-as crazy as it sounds-LOVED Cloud. Maybe not in an romantic way, but as an true son or something similar? She hadn't really hurt Cloud each time, despite the injuries he received, the sword through the shoulder and such. Sephiroth was an General, schooled in things like anatomy, he would-therefore Jenovah-know just what spot heshe could safely hit without causing perminate damage.

Jundo had been Sephiroth's-so really Jehovah's-femininity and goodness, meaning there was good in there. Jundo had loved Tenshi like a brother, had been fiercely protective and possessive of him, if Jenovah DID love Cloud, in the end wouldn't shehe sacrifice herselfhimself for his own safety or protection.

"I will never be...just a dream" was his last words. Could shehe have meant not as some nightmare or virus unleashed onto the world they would never get rid of, but that Jenovah was real, a being who loved and lusted?

There was another angle as well. In the animal kingdom, even between monsters, many females would only accept the strongest alpha as an mate. They didn't know ANYTHING about Jenovah past that she was from another planet, what if HER race choose mates that way?

Now that Tifa thought of it, it made an weird sense. After the being had possessed Sephiroth CLOUD had been the only one to beat him. The village had failed, SHE had failed, even Zack. Yet CLOUD had impaled the figure and then despite being impaled himself, still attacked him, still beat him back. Sephiroth had seen Cloud then as an grunt, not even near the enhancements of SOLDIER, yet look at what he had done. Jenovah must had seen so much potential in him and all the shit they had gone though was some type of test. Cloud struggling free of Jenovah's mind control would have only confirmed it to her.

However the battle they had in Midgar at least a little more that a year ago proved he wasn't quiet ready yet, so she withdrew.

She must be so upset Zack was back. He was competition, unless she was totally confident in her ability to be an more....appropriate mate. She might think in terms of Cloud being attracted to the strongest mate-like she did. After all, hadn't SHE lived for hundreds of years AND died and come back at least 4 times?

Tifa frowned as she looked around at the others, did THEY see what she thought she did, or was it her imagination? Wishful thinking?

If looked like it was....wait, Itachi.

Standing with Sasuke and the rest of his 'family' Itachi was frowning slightly at the figure, looking at him, Cloud and then his head turned to meet her eyes, an slight nod.

He saw it too.

Maybe because Tifa was the only one among the group who had ever had anything close to an normal relationship in her life that let her see it, and because she was teaching Itachi, he saw it to.

Cid's relationship with Shera was more of an obligation, she was somehow responsible for the failure of the space program, or partly at least, so she stayed and 'cared' for the blonde piolet in order to make up for it. Although Cid proclaimed there was nothing more between them than housemates, the fact he had named one of his airships after her spoke some sort of strong feelings to Tifa.

Vincent's only romance definitely wasn't healthy.

Cloud and Zack had started out not only as superior and subordinate, but in the middle of an Shinra mission.

Tifa wasn't touching Barrett. She had never seen him in ANY relationship, except his one with Marlene. Although she had seen him eying Anko a few times in the last few days....

Yuffie was too young, despite her crush on Haku, however there was also counting her little crushes on Zack then Cloud.

Nanaki she didn't know about, he WAS the only one of his kind. This meant either there was no others of his kind to exist-BUT could also mean he was the only one like him. Say he was the only INTELLIGENT of his kind. However word was there WAS a female like him somewhere, however that seemed just for when they both went into heat. After all, if she was his mate he would not be leaving her unattended to run around with them.

As an animal, romance and relationships weren't really an necessity, but protecting your MATE, as well as the only other of your kind....

NONE of the ninja's relationships could ever be classed as normal, Naruto and Sasuke had started out rivals for Gaia's sake and Sakura and Lee had been the result of the green clad ninja's near-death. Even Tsunade and Jiriaya had only really got started! And there was Reeve and Shizune.

Rufus and Tseng's relationship was, well, it wasn't love and wasn't lust but something in-between. They had started out apparently because Tseng saw him as an young man desperate for ANY type of affection, his mother killed by his father in front of him as a child and his father the 'man's man' apparently, trying to turn him into himself by depriving him of affection or love, telling him to 'buck up and act like you have some balls, for Gaia's sake, instead of the pussy girl parts!' So Tseng-hired to be his bodyguard-started with tentative touches, just an hand on his shoulder or such at first, but as he started to react to them, more as time went on and ALWAYS out of Shinra Senior's sight.

Soon Rufus was craving that human contact and after his father's 'death' the boy was freed in both mind and body to turn fully to him for what he so needed.

Unfortunately there was the meteor fall, Rufus' severe injuries and the incident with the clones to interfere. When the clones had given him Tseng and Elena's blooded ID badges, it was his father's 'training' all he could do to stay calm and detached.

It helped that he knew they were safe though. Apparently the three either didn't know-or thought they could bluff him-that just after they had left the two close to death and made their way to Midgar, none other than Vincent Valentine had swooped in and picked them up, using an heal to help them long enough to drop them at the nearest hospital.

Tseng's first act before loosing consciousness was to contact him, telling him they were alive and healing and that the three were on their way to him.

Which gave Rufus enough time to arm himself, grab Jenovah's head in it's containment case and enact the 'cripple' disguise.

Apparently Reno and Rude were more then the result of an life-or--death job. Tifa KNEW there was something more to the red head, there had to be to have him become second-in-command of the TURKS after Tseng. She knew he was an quick thinker, smarter than his 'junkyard dog' reputation, but to be good enough to win second-in-command?

Over the last few months of him being around so much she had gotten to see the young man as other than the TURK and his reputation.

He was actually an surprisingly deep person with a sharp mind and shy soul. He loved classical music and had grown up with an mother who played piano and who had taught him. His mother had been rich, but not the sort to flaunt it or associated with 'that type'. That type being the rich who walked around like they were above everyone else.

Reno never knew his father, having being born from an one-night-stand between his mother and some anonymous male, but his mother had loved him anyway, completely and utterly, calling him her 'little fox cub'.

Eck, no wonder he and Naruto were so alike.

There was even a rumor among TURK at one point that Shinra Senior was his father. But it was unproven.

Anyway Reno's mother had been fragile and prone to an sickness all his life and when she died when he was twelve he had ended up on the streets, running with a gang. That was until he stole an item that TURK was after, so doing caught the attention of Shinra.

It was Reno's way of thinking that earned him his position as second in command. He was fiercely loyal (to Rufus, not Shinra senior), he could think fast on his feet and like all 'junkyard dogs' was dangerous when cornered. It was his original way of thinking that gave him an unique angle for his job, with unique thinking.

Apparently Rude was the first to see the true Reno, the young man raised by an well educated and bred mother, the boy raised in an musical household-and it seemed the young man had inherited his mother's talent.

So it was inevitable the quiet man would fall for his partner.

The two really WERE similar to Naruto and Sasuke, not just because the red head and blonde were loud and hyperactive and their partners silent but foreboding, but because in reality the two were completely different in secret. Behind the scenes they were unsure of themselves and their worth, scarred mentally by their pasts and gifted.

Out of all of them only Tifa had had anything near an normal relationship. As the daughter of their home town's mayor, she had dated other villagers-even had learned to see it when she had or was being fooled by those wanting influence on her father-had an normal childhood, at least until her mothers death changed her naive world.

Since she HAD that it gave her an unique look into the relationships of others and what was normal or not. And since she was teaching Itachi he found it easier to see what she did.

Learning the subtleties of human expression combined with what Itachi knew about predicting an enemies moves would help the eldest remaining Uchiha learn the nuances of human and relationship behavior.

Tifa exchanged a look with the older Uchiha, an knowing concerned look, what could possibly come from this?

Their attention was caught when there was a sound of a-or wings and Tifa looked up just in time to see Sephiroth moving away.

"WAIT!" Cloud called "where are you going!?"

The silver haired general smiled at him "why Cloud, will you miss me?"

The blonde gripped his sword "if you're going to attack and kill people JENOVAH..." emphasizing the last word.

The silver haired man looked at the young man with an unreadable expression for a few seconds before he spoke "those who thought they could use me to their own end need to be punished" before he turned to leave "they pollute this land and need to be punished. This world is MINE. Do not fear, I WILL return." Before they could speak he was gone.

Tifa stopped Cloud from going after him "don't you get it, she's going to hunt down DeepGround. That gives us some time at least to prepare. She won't stop until she gets them all, but she can't know where they ALL are, that will take a while."

Cloud nodded reluctantly, knowing they needed the time to plan and strategize, for Tsunade to go with Vincent to Lucrecia's prison, to see if anything could be done. And Yuffie's father needed time to organize his forces and keep them as far as possible from SephirothJenovah.

Hours later AVALANCHE minus Vincent and Cid (they were using his airship), the ninja's (minus Tsunade and Kankurõ-who was playing her bodyguard) and with Yuffie helping Iruka babysit the kids and three babies, the rest plus Lord Godo and his best men were gathered in the Wutain's 'war room', trying to make plans. Fortunately the PHS's gave them the advantage of the four absent travelers joining in the talks, both Yuffie and Iruka leaving it to them. In fact Iruka and Yuffie got along extremely well, Yuffie appreciating Iruka's gentle way, and respecting his no-nonsense way of teaching. So while they babysat the three, Iruka gave them some exercises to try to manipulate their chakra or mana to certain parts of the body, promising to teach them an simple hedge if they could master it.

When Yuffie learnt she could look like someone else completely-even an male-without changing clothes and so on she immediately hunkered down, concentrating harder than she ever had before.

Tifa thought maybe she also thought of it as learning what she could before it all went to crap. It was also a good idea to learn, if the kids looked like someone else and SephirothJenovah went after them if they failed....at least he'd be less likely to find them if they all looked like say an young Wutain family.

Tifa began to understand Shikamaru a little bit more in the next few hours. The boy's mind was an constant edge, seeing life as an tactical battle. It was a constant frustration when his genius mind told him how people SHOULD act, but they didn't. Somewhere along the way he had resigned himself to the constant disappointment it was and the lazy act was him not even trying anymore. A kind of "why should I even think when every time I'm disappointed? No one understands me."

In fact his genius came alive when able to use that tactical ability to its fullest, like now. In fact he and Ibiki-whose knowledge was hard won from his time in T&I-were soon devolving into an kind of glaringyelling match as their geniuses clashed. In fact Tifa vaguely remembered a saying about never letting two geniuses in the same room together.

Tifa blinked, remembering the two supposedly weren't the only geniuses in the room. Neji was with Jariaya, discussing something in low voices, Sasuke, Naruto, Lazard and Genesis were examining a map of Wutai and talking about something over it and Itachi....her head moved to Itachi. HE had planned out his entire events and actions since the day he sided with the village over his clan. Only since the day his body became the host of the six had it gone differently. He had even had a way to ensure his brother stayed faithful to their home. Just how much of an genius did that take? As far as Tifa was concerned it blew the others out of the water. I mean to manipulate the events of your death and even after?

From where he stood watching over Sasuke's shoulder Itachi's head suddenly lifted and turned unerringly towards her, his eyes meeting hers.

There was something....something in those dark eyes. Something beyond desire and approval, arousal and warmth.....He blinked at her then moved away from the others, towards her, his movements fluid and tight, like a stalking cat, and it spread little threads of excitement and fear down her spine, like she did whenever she had felt that urge after a fight to go out and just....

She wanted him, just like HE obviously wanted her. Tomorrow they could be dead, but now, now was about the thrill of the chase. Something also told her it was 'time' and Tifa remembered what Temari had told her after she awakened, "he loves you too. When the time comes don't hold anything back and make sure he doesn't either, HE said the very LifeStream will bless it."

So moving away from Cloud she moved slightly closer to the exit, looking at him over her shoulder.

Unlike Naruto, Sasuke, Reno and Rude THEY would find somewhere out of the others rate of hearing to do what they were going to do.

Leading with coy backwards glances and the graceful movements of an warrior, Tifa lead the other down halls and passageways, knowing exactly where they were going. Lord Godo had an entire underground network of reinforced rooms, kitchen and so on, literally an underground base in case of something like meteor fall again and it was here that the children and babies had been taken for safety when DeepGround had attacked and they had been in danger.

Tifa knew the way there and there was one room in particular she was leading him. She needed somewhere reinforced that could mean they didn’t need to worry about being disturbed if they were going to do this right. She soon reached the room, gave him one last look before entering and moving towards the bed. Standing beside it she waited. She normally would have started to undress before he entered and reached her, but this was the man she planned to spend the rest of her days with-if they lived past the final battle-the man who would help her raise Denzel and Marlene and maybe their own children (she planned on giving him PLENTY of those), she wanted him to have the pleasure of uncovering her body to his own eyes for himself. Besides, he was an virgin, this would be his first taste of a woman’s body and she wanted it to be hers, for his first taste of a woman sexually to be forever imprinted in his memory as only hers. Despite a normal man’s tendency to brag about their conquests, they NEVER forgot their first time. Not that Itachi would ever be like that, he just wasn’t the type who cared about what others thought. He would be an gentlemen that way. Look at Sasuke, HE didn’t do that and except for the early Jiriaya, none of the other ninja’s did too.

When he stopped in front of her she had to go on tip-toe slightly so she could reach up to press her lips to his in an hesitant kiss, testing the waters first. He didn’t move except for a hitch in breath and after a few seconds of this Tifa reached out to take his hand and guide it to the buckles on the side of her half-skirt. Deft fingers had no trouble releasing the straps. As the thick leather dropped around her ankles, Tifa stepped it up another slight notch by introducing her tongue to the kiss, licking at his lips to coax them open.

He complied with her silent question and opened his mouth for her.

Where before they HAD kissed with open mouths, it was no more than that, but now Tifa let her tongue enter his mouth, brushing his almost teasingly, trying to coax it into play with her own, careful of his sharp incisors. His breath caught in shock and desire and his tongue moved to stroke hers and after a few seconds Tifa was struck by the thought of how they seemed to synch up so nicely, tongues moving together as if in a dance.

After a minute or so of this Tifa reached out to touch the base of his shirt, silently asking permission.

Itachi drew back only long enough for her pull the material over his head and thrown away from them before he was back to doing what he was before, only now a low aroused growl was coming from his throat. When Tifa laid her hands over his chest to trace muscle ridges, scars and flesh his body pushed closer, urging her on.

Keeping one hand on his chest, Tifa took his hand again and guided it to the zip at the front of her black leather vest, helping him grasp the tab and slowly pull it down, revealing her white sleeveless shirt underneath, there to prevent the leather rubbing against her sensitive skin and prove some protection to her mid-drift. His breath hissed once the vest was open, revealing her generous ‘assets’ under the white of the shirt. His mouth pulled from hers and he looked down, weighting them in both his hands before he looked at her for permission.

Tifa nodded.

She expected him to remove the white material but was surprised when his head lowered to lick an nipple through the cloth.

Her breath caught in surprised pleasure.

He seemed to enjoy what he was doing, using tongue and lips to leave a wet stain on the material, listening to her gasp and moan his name. Finally he didn’t seem able to resist any longer and moved back long enough to yank the material over her head. Then his eyes dropped. When his eyes rose back to hers, many things were there in his eyes. Lust, desire, appreciation, curiosity and the simple want of an man for a woman he loved and desired. It was THAT simple want that both aroused Tifa and filled her heart.

She stood still while he reached out again, touching her breasts, fingers touching her nipples curiously, stroking them, his red tinted eyes carefully taking note over her every reaction and what she seemed to like best, how running his thumb over her nipples THIS way and at just the right pressure caused her to gasp and thrust her chest closer, or to touch the tip with only a feather-like touch with his tongue caused her to moan loudly.

Tifa let him explore for a while, enjoying his touch, before she grasped his head and pulled him to her for a hungry kiss. They both kissed for some time, enjoying the dance of tongues, somehow managing to make it out of their shoes while they did so, leaving both in only their pants, Tifa her leather knee-length shorts with the button and zip in front and Itachi his dark long pants he had worn since his change made him swap his ninja gear for an black, grey and white outfit similar to an SOLDIER uniform, but without all the buckles and belts and all that crap Shinra had made them wear.

When Tifa moved closer still to him, plastering herself to his front to bring their faces closer together, she could feel the purr going through his body as well as the sign of his desire against her stomach. She even reached out to stroke it through the cloth, but immediately stopped when he let out a low warning growl. She knew he was closer to cat in these moments than any other and knew if she was going to do this, she would have to be careful not to let his cat instincts too quickly to the surface. Once they were fully mated it wouldn’t matter anymore.

So she pulled back a little, just enough to guide his hand to her last zip and button.

Once her long shorts were down his head rose and he sniffed the air, eyes filled with arousal.

Before Tifa knew it she was on her back on the bed while Itachi was kissing her hungrily, moving down the side of her face and licking behind her ear. He soon moved to her throat and neck, his mouth choosing a spot on her where shoulder and neck met to hover over, letting out an kind of half growl, half purr as he paused over it. Tifa instinctively knew what it meant and moaned her approval.

Given permission (for whatever it meant) Itachi moved on to her body, sucking, licking, mouthing, learning her body and what she liked. Tifa found herself writhing in an blur of pleasure, lust and love as he began to familiarize himself with her, what she liked, how to most pleasure her and how a woman’s body worked. Every now and then he raised his head so they could kiss and Tifa TRIED to concentrate on stroking HIS body, but she never seemed to be able to think straight enough, or was able to reach.

When Itachi again drew in an loud inhalation of air she looked down at him in time to see....She practically screamed in pleasure as his nose, then mouth not just touched her in the most sensitive of places, but pushed hard into so he could inhale again. A growl of desire filled his lungs as he stuck his head deeper, trying to get his mouth in to taste that wonderful source of her arousal.

She couldn’t help it, she writhed on the bed, begging between gasps and whispers of his name, trying harder than before to give back what he was giving her. He finally seemed to realize this was about him, too, for he stopped and moved back up to her head, face to face, eyes clouded by concern and confusion. “Tifa?” he managed to moan.

Taking advantage of it, she moved their mouths together, drawing him deep into the kiss before she was able to push him slowly back onto the bed, this time on HIS back. He growled at this show of dominance before blinking it away and letting her pull his pants down. Gasping at his size, Tifa immediately began all she could to bring HIM to the same fever peak he had brought out in her, except she kept him with her by kisses, backing off whenever he seemed to close and constant words, words of love, lust, his name and promises about what life would be like together in the future. All the lovemaking they would do, all the children they would have and the many chances that he would have to really let loose in the bedroom with her. How much she desired him, how long their life would be together.

“Truly?” he questioned.

She smiled gently at him “of course. We were meant to be together. You and me.”

Itachi’s response was to rise to his knees and gently push her back on the bed, moving with her so that he was laying over her. Tifa wrapped her arms around him, opening her legs in invitation. She gasped long as she felt him slide fully inside her, pulling his face down to hers so they could kiss long and deep while he filled her. She had never felt anyone so deep before, fit so perfectly, barely containing a shudder as she felt his own body do that very thing. He stayed still as if unable to move as he experienced his very first woman under and around him, obviously trying to regain control of his mind through the things his body going through.

Tifa couldn’t have that so she hooked her legs over his hips and pulled him deeper, causing them both to cry out in shock and pleasure. As if unable to help himself, Itachi’s hips pulled back and then pushed forward inside her again. Tifa cried out again and he grunted, his hips helplessly moving back and then in again.

What followed for a while was nothing but a blur as she moaned and cried out and managed to murmur his name a few times. However the last time she said it his movements started to slow and looking up into his handsome face she saw his face farrowed, eyes on her face.

“Oh no you don’t” she said, seizing his head in her hands, forcing him to look directly at her “I need you feeling, not thinking!” and pulled him down so she could initiate an fierce kiss. At first he stayed stiff in her grip, then a low growl started, his cat annoyed with her continued dominance, and started to kiss back just as fiercely. Tifa then slowly eased him down, guiding him to be more gentle and softer until they were again sharing loving touches, kisses and movements against one another.

They continued this for a while until Tifa noticed something going through Itachi’s eyes, a kind of struggle, like he was wrestling with his cat over something, some desire or urge. Tifa knew cat behavior, you don’t hang around and fight side-by-side with one without learning SOME things, so she could guess what his cat wanted but he was afraid to ask for. This WAS his first time, how do you ask someone your sleeping with if you can mate with them like a cat?

She had already done the first part, the coy looks while they were walking, pressing against him during foreplay and by laying on her back, during an ‘mating ritual’ a female cat would do all those to show interest or attraction. They had started mating like humans, but now his cat was confused and wanted to mate like they should. It didn’t know the difference between human mating and cat, especially since Itachi had no memories of previous encounters to draw on.

So Tifa looked up and locked eyes with him, touching his cheek gently and smiling. When he least expected it she rolled them, ending up in the right position and looking back at him over her shoulder him flirty lust “it’s alright, I understand. Do it.”

His mouth opened and closed a few times but Tifa just smiled and wagged her butt at him.

With an smile like she had never seen on him before the oldest Uchiha launched himself onto her, Tifa laughing Itachi gave an deep rare-sounding chuckle as they rolled around together on the bed for a few minutes, just play-fighting, one trying to wrestle the other onto the bed in a position of dominance.

After a minute or two of this Tifa let him overpower her, gasping as they started again, the male aroused by the play and her submission. Tifa was buried in pleasure, her bodies temperature rocketing sky high whenever he leant over to latch teeth to the ‘scruff’ of her neck (well it would be if she were any way feline) or his lips moved to a certain spot on the side of her neck, where neck and shoulder met on the right side. Something in her told her his playing with that one spot was important, that it meant something.

That feeling in her was growing, the one that told her the moment was right and she KNEW something important was approaching, that it was VITAL do this and become all they were meant to be, to awaken inside themselves some hidden power, an sense of unity, of shared consciousness. It was almost like what she had felt when she had entered Cloud’s memories through the LifeStream, only this was more elemental, more vital, more....

Suddenly her sense of balance was interrupted and Itachi sat up and back on his knees, pulling her with him so she cried out as the change of position made the feeling of them together all the more intense. However before she could say anything his hands were around her waist, one gripping her hip to help himself move more and the other went around her ribs and to touch her breasts there. She gasped at the feeling of it, grabbing the hand there and guiding it to her nipples, SHOWING him what felt best, how to drive her wild.

This time his other hand moved up to help his other hand on the opposite breast so she could only cry out at the overwhelming desire, pleasure and love of it all, one arm and hand going back to the back of his head so she could guide him to lean forward slightly so when she turned her head they could kiss again, long and deep.

It was happening, she could feel it, her mana and his chakra AND demon chakra were reaching out to each other, mixing, combining becoming something....she didn't know what. Something of the LifeStream, something BLESSED. Temari HAD said “the very LifeStream will bless it.”

That’s how Tifa knew what they were doing would work out, that the mixing of who and what they were would work and prove not dangerous to either, mother Gaia was blessing them with her favor, there was no reason to fear what might happen. She had seen too many things in her life to doubt the will of the planet by now. What they would become, that was Gaia’s choice.

“Tifa?” Itachi murmured her name in her ear, uncertain, concerned about what was happening and what WOULD happen.

“It’s alright, just let go.”

“But...?”

“It’s alright, Itachi, don’t you feel it? Mother Gaia is reaching out through the LifeStream to touch us, to show us how she approves of our feelings, our union, our LOVE.”

“I.....” even though Itachi knew about the LifeStream he had not understood. After living in a world were men seeked to become Gods and the Gods themselves seemed to ignore human suffering and pain, he hadn’t believed the spirit and soul of the earth could be an actual living being who would aid her people, let alone reach out to touch them, to ‘bless’ them. And she approved of this, of his choice, he could tell. Warmth filled him, warmth for him, approval of his love and feelings, giving him a sense of sorrow for what he had been through in his life and leaving him with the feeling she was comforting him, filling him with light like nothing he had felt in his life before. Even that feline side of him was comforted, purring in his head in peace.

The emotions and love filling him, the emotions and love flowing out of him into the one woman who gave him everything of herself and those around him caused him to convulse a little, he never knew he could be so filled and his arousal spiked so high with his love that he couldn’t hold back any longer. With an cry he was pulling her closer, his chakra pulled from his control so that it surrounded him, surrounded HER, their joint beings fusing together as it all reached an crescendo and they both screamed together.......

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