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A Season of Malcontent	By : katsuyo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1400 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Author�s Note:
Okay � The new chapter is
finally complete for your late night reading enjoyment. It took a little longer
than I was expecting but I�m pretty happy with the end product.
I got all inspired to
write chapter five listening to two songs in particular:
1. Guilt is a useless
emotion � New Order (for Kankuro)
2. Forbidden Fruit
� Jessica Simpson (for Ino)
Ahhh � the path of true love is never
smooth� especially for these two!
Kankuro is being very naughty. Ino is seriously confused and on the warpath for some sand shinobi hide.
The usual warnings apply -
mild language, mild violence and suggestions of a sexual nature are mentioned.
A sentence in Italics denotes the private thoughts of
a character.
Disclaimer: I don�t own Naruto.
Deal with it and leave me to cry over my loss of sleep as I get the next
chapter written. Enjoy, beautiful people, enjoy!
Round 5: Just me, my sweetie and the open road
The puppeteer restlessly
paced back and forth before the large wooden entry gates. He was feeling oddly
nervous about this mission, now that the reality of what they were about to do
kicked in. Kankuro looked down the road, scanning for
the blonde virago.
Hmmph � no sign of her yet. At least I know that she can�t
blame her tardiness on me!
The sand nin grinned wolfishly as images of
yesterday�s activities filled his mind. Kankuro
raised one hand to gingerly touch the lump still present at the back of his
head. He winced at the pain still emanating from the evidence of Ino�s displeasure at him.
It was his own damn fault! He shouldn�t have pissed her off.
The puppeteer chuckled
over the memory of having to explain to the medic nins at the hospital how he had received the injury.
He didn�t miss the look of terror that a couple of the male medics had on their
faces at the mere mention of the blonde�s name.
Hmmmph � It�s going to take more than a
flying alarm clock aimed at the back of my skull to deter me from Ino�s company.
Kankuro knew it was wrong to stop the fun
just when it was getting interesting but at the time, he felt it was the best
thing to do. The puppeteer sighed wistfully � momentarily transfixed by the
memories that were flooding his mind. Her kisses had been as intoxicating as a
rare wine. One taste and he couldn�t seem to get enough of her. Ino was pure fire in his arms and he didn�t miss the way
the blonde clung to him. As delightful as the experience had been � Kankuro had a revelation when he was rolling around on the
bed with her. He realized fully in that moment that his attraction for the
little vixen wasn�t a simple case of shallow infatuation. The puppeteer was
honest with himself enough to know that he wanted more than just a quick
interlude.
He also had a more
pressing concern that kept intruding in his thoughts that needed to take
priority. They had to embark on a potentially dangerous mission today and he
needed to keep his mind focused on that � not on Ino�s
abundant charms.
The sand nin glanced down the road again
and frowned slightly before looking at his watch. Kankuro
was pissed when he realized that he�d been waiting for the blonde�s arrival for
two hours.
That�s it� It�s one
thing to be mad at me but to be kept waiting when she knows we have a
mission today � that I won�t tolerate from her!
The puppeteer stalked down
the road in a foul mood, oblivious to the startled looks he was receiving from
the people rushing to get out of his way. They would leave for this mission
today, even if he had to drag her kicking and screaming from her bed�
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It was the pounding on the
door that alerted Ino to the fact that she had
company�
�G-go away�� wailed the
miserable blonde.
�Ino��
growled the low dangerous voice, �Open this door now or I will break it down.�
Oh great! It was him!
groaned the young woman sadly.
She was tempted to ignore
him but knew that he would make good on his promise to do some major damage on
her apartment door.
Ino grudgingly got out of her bed and
slunk to the door, opening it a crack. Her puffy red-rimmed eyes widened
slightly at the dark brooding bronze god standing in front of her. Her brain
knew it was the puppeteer but her eyes were having a tough time digesting the
fact that he looked like this under the kabuki-makeup. Kankuro took advantage of her momentary confusion to barge
into her apartment.
The sand nin softly closed the door and
looked down at the woman, who a few hours ago had brained him with a bedside
alarm clock and screamed like a fishwife at him, telling him to leave her
apartment. It was a shock � all that glorious vibrancy seemed to be dampened,
leaving this fragile shadow in front of him.
Kankuro tilted her chin and looked into
her swollen eyes and sighed to himself. It looked like she had been crying all
this time� He needed to sort out what was going on and set off on this mission
soon before they lost anymore valuable daylight hours.
�What�s wrong?� murmured
the puppeteer softly.
Ino felt her eyes fill up with tears
again at the concern she heard in his voice.
�Why did you stop?�
whispered the blonde in a broken voice and bowed her head dejectedly.
Kankuro looked down at the young woman
with a stunned look on his face.
All
this because he decided to do the right thing? He couldn�t believe it!
He pushed a hand through
his wild mane, the only outward sign of his combined agitation and frustration
at this unexpected situation. He was having a tough time coming to terms with
the young woman�s distress at being denied his company. Hell � he was used
to women dismissing his presence, especially when he was around Gaara.
He decided then and there
that Ino had more than enough time to wallow in her
self-pity.
The sand nin scooped the blonde kuniochi up in his arms � ignoring her little squeak of
distress and walked over to one of the sofas to sit down. He needed to clear
this little problem up now before it became a bigger issue between them.
�Ino
� I stopped because now was not the time. I want you to want me as much
as I want you� You still don�t trust me enough to make that level of commitment
yet. I don�t do temporary� it�s all or nothing. I thought I made that very
clear to you in my note��
He pinned her with a
searching look and said �I don�t plan on stopping at a few kisses next time � I
plan to finish what we started. When we do eventually make love, it will be
everything I promised.�
Ino looked up at the puppeteer with an
odd mix of awe. �Everything� really?� asked the blonde with morbid curiosity in
her bloodshot eyes.
Kankuro shot her a look of impatience. He
was beginning to see why Shikamaru viewed women as
troublesome creatures� just by the tone - it was obvious she was fishing for
reassurance. It looked like he needed to spell it out to her word for word.
If that�s what it
takes�Damn it - I�ll do it!
The sand nin gave her a smoldering look and
quoted his note - softly growling out the words, �Yes� I want to wake up every
morning to find you by my side. Yes� I want to hold you late at night and keep
the shadows at bay. Yes� I want to give you the unconditional love you deserve.
Yes� I want to kiss and touch you everywhere until you�re breathless with need,
begging for more. Yes� I plan to screw your brains out until you�re too tired
to move a muscle or twitch an eyelash. Yes� I want to explore every conceivable
position there is and invent a few more. Yes� I want to take you in every part
of your apartment, so you have something to think about when we�re apart. Yes�
I want to imprint myself onto your soul, so no other man will compare to me.
And Yes� I want you to have my babies.�
Kankuro caressed the side of Ino�s face with the back of hand and continued, �Yes, Ino � I meant every single damn word I wrote but I warn you
now, I want the whole fairytale. If it means that I need to leave you
frustrated until you�re ready to own up to your feelings about me � then I�m
prepared to wait.�
The blonde flushed
guiltily at that reminder. The puppeteer was many things but she was beginning
to see that hypocrite wasn�t one of them. Ino would
rather die than admit to this man that she greatly admired him for sticking to
his principles. She sheepishly raised a hand to touch the back of his head and
wasn�t surprised to see him flinch. �It still hurts, huh? I�m sorry, Kankuro�� murmured Ino softly
before she looked away.
The puppeteer chuckled a
little and gently brought her face to his to give her a soft kiss.
�It�s
okay, Ino � I�ll live.� Kankuro
smiled at the blonde and then sighed. �Why don�t you get ready so we can
finally head off on this mission of ours...?�
The sand nin watched the horror dawn on her
face and felt her push off his lap. He shook his head slightly as he heard the
bathroom door slam behind him.
Typical � she was so
miserable and mad at him that she forgot about their mission�
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Ino tried to stop blushing as she
trotted beside the puppeteer through the village an hour later but it was
difficult. He had insisted on holding her hand as soon as they had left her
apartment. Ino knew it was all part of the mission
and the little charade they were forced to play but it was causing havoc with
her peace of mind She was also having a tough time
dealing with the stares they were receiving as people hurried out of the
couples wake. It didn�t help that Kankuro looked
radically different to his usual appearance. Ino
groaned weakly as they breezed past a stunned Tenten
standing outside the Ramen restaurant with Neji. She
managed to give a hesitant wave to her friend before they continued to barrel
down the road like an express train. Ino could tell that
the Weapons mistress was confused who this man was, clasping her friend�s hand
in such a familiar way. She sighed inwardly � she knew that she had a lot
of explaining to do when they eventually came back from this mission.
The blonde had to admit to
herself privately, that the beauty of the face hidden under all that kabuki
makeup had been an unexpected surprise. Ino tried to
not openly stare up at the large man beside her but it was tough. She was
feeling oddly possessive knowing that this man openly wanted her. It was one
thing to refuse him in his usual garb of cat-hood and kabuki makeup but another
to try and turn down the chiseled dish of a man beside her.
They continued traveling
at the brisk pace the puppeteer set until they had reached a spot on the dusty
road where they could not see the large village gates anymore.
�Sweetheart, why are we
rushing?� asked the blonde in a saccherine sweet
tone. The puppeteer was momentarily pole-axed from the unexpected endearment
coming from the normally frosty kuniochi�s lips. He
really did like the idea of her calling him sweetheart but that tone of
hers� Kankuro shook his head slightly, a small smirk
touching his lips.
It was definitely a change
from the weeping blonde wreck he encountered at her apartment. He was tempted
to let her comment slide but a part of him really didn�t want to back down from
the challenge she unwittingly threw out. He stopped abruptly and raised her
hand to his lips. The sand nin
watched her carefully under hooded lashes as he murmured �Ayame,
I am anxious to finally be alone with you� that�s why I�m rushing, darling.�
He saw her catch her
breath at his comment and grinned evilly over her hand.
He was such an evil
bastard but he couldn�t help it around her. She really did bring it out in him
though. He was never bored around her.
He pressed his lips to her
hand and couldn�t resist the impulse to drag the tip of his tongue down the
curve of her hand to her wrist bone. Kankuro heard
the young woman let out a shaky gasp as she jerked her hand away from his
grasp. He watched her face go scarlet before she stalked off ahead of him.
�Don�t go too far,
sweetheart�� called out Kankuro, grinning evilly.
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He did it again. He was
playing his stupid little games� and worse yet, she was taking his bait.
�Yep � he�s got you pretty
much figured out, Ino�� muttered the blonde.
Ino refused to admit the real reason
she was mad at the puppeteer. He had given her an itch that she needed
scratched. She just wasn�t counting on him sticking to his guns and
insisting on treating her with the utmost courtesy.
He was a handsome devil
though� especially in that indigo yukata he chose to
wear today! sighed that insidious little traitor inside her.
�This is sooo unfair�� grumbled Ino under
her breath, �It was easier to ignore the smug bastard when he wore that hideous
disguise of his.�
Lie to yourself all you
want, Ino� You weren�t exactly ignoring him
yesterday when you were rolling around on the bed with him� if anything, it was
the exact opposite.
The blonde stopped
walking, suddenly disgusted with her inner thoughts. Yeah � who the hell did
she think she was kidding? Damn it � she didn�t know how to deal with him� her
heart was smitten but her brain just refused to give into what she was secretly
beginning to think was a losing battle of wills. Why was she fighting him
about this�? She was so confused�
Ino mentally cursed her weakness when
she started to feel the sting of tears behind her eyes. She looked down at the
ground and saw the tell-tale spots rapidly increasing at her feet.
The blonde heard a
strangled curse from behind her before she was swept up in the strong arms of
her materialized tormentor.
Seeing the puppeteer�s
horrified expression at the sight of her obvious distress, made the woman cry
more. She didn�t think she could handle getting any compassion and concern from
this man right now. It was just too much for her fragile ego to handle.
She felt the large man
settle down under a tree, but she noticed that he kept her cradled in his lap.
Kankuro dragged a shaking hand through his
russet locks and looked at the woman clinging to his chest. It was obvious he
was the cause of her tears and he was starting to feel like a heel.
�I-Ayame�
I�m sorry. Look � if my attention is upsetting you so much, I�ll leave you
alone and keep it strictly professional between us.� murmured the puppeteer in
a low voice. It was the last thing he really wanted to do but he wasn�t going
to force himself on her if she truly wasn�t interested. He had been hopeful
when he had heard her talking to Sakura the other day, but now that he saw her
crying - he wasn�t so sure. He felt his heart constrict painfully at the
thought of walking away but he didn�t want to cause her anymore distress. Okay
� so he wasn�t a complete and utter bastard then.
Ino looked stunned by the large man�s
words. She wasn�t counting on receiving an apology from him � that was pretty
unexpected. The blonde felt herself inexplicably overwhelmed by a sudden sense of
rage.
�NOOOOO!�
Like hell he was going
to walk away from her!
fumed that little voice inside her head.
Kankuro looked up into the sky to see the
birds scatter from the tree in a frantic mass exodus. Impressive!
He raised an eyebrow and
looked at her in askance. The sand nin
was shocked to see her flush scarlet and look away from him abruptly.
�K-Yukio� I-I�umm.�
stuttered the blonde before she took a deep calming breath and continued, �I-I
don�t want you to leave me alone�I-I just need a little time� that�s all.�
Kankuro let out a relieved breath,
secretly happy at her confession. He gently took her chin and turned her
scarlet face towards him. �I-Ayame � I�ll give you
all the time you need then� but I�m not going to touch you unless you make the
first move. You need to be sure because I don�t give up what�s mine.� softly
growled the sand shinobi.
Ino understood loud and clear what the
man was telling her. She had been given her one opportunity to refuse his
overtures at a courtship between the two of them. If she chose to take it to
the next level, he had no intention of stopping.
The blonde reached up and
touched the puppeteer�s firm jaw line. She was about to kiss him when he laid a
finger on her lips and scowled at her � shaking his head slightly.
�No� sorry,
sweetheart. I
meant what I said� you�re gonna have to wait on that
as well.�
Ino looked at him in shock, �Y-you
can�t do that� we�re supposed to be married!�
Kankuro smiled wryly in response to that
particular outburst and gently lifted the blonde off his lap before standing up
to walk over to the roadside.
�Well� you should have
figured that out before you started having these issues about us, sweet Ayame.� His gruff chuckle drifted on the breeze as he
disappeared from the shade of the tree.
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Ino had come to one important decision
since the little discussion under the tree. She had decided that she didn�t
like the business end of her husband. Kankuro
had gone back to holding her hand but little else. They had been on the road
for a few hours now and while he had been a wonderfully entertaining travel
companion - not once, had he reverted back to his bantering ways. When they had
stopped for lunch, he was very attentive and sweet. He had given everyone
watching them, the desired impression that they were in the first flush of
their married life together.
Ino had always wanted a man to act
like this around her but it was seriously starting to annoy her. She knew that
she only had herself to blame for this curious turn of events.
The blonde kuniochi had to again grudgingly give the man respect for
sticking to his principles.
Damn! Twice in one day�
most men would have succumbed to the temptation by now�
Ino was beginning to see quite clearly
that Kankuro was not like most men. When she realized
that he was prepared to give up his pursuit of her if she didn�t return any
feelings for him, she knew then that she did care for him and found herself
admitting that much to the man.
She gave a weary sigh and
heard the small smile in the sand nin�s
voice when he said, �Don�t worry, honey� we�ll be there shortly.�
Ino snorted to herself. She wished he
would stop using those cute little endearments� they were causing hordes of
butterflies to flutter in her stomach. It was a disconcerting feeling.
�According to the map, the
Lotus Blossom Inn is just down the road a bit.�
Kankuro looked up from the directions he
had fished out of his pocket and pointed to small cluster of buildings in the
distance.
The blonde sighed
gratefully at that news. She can finally crawl out of her grimy yakuta and pamper herself with a long soak in a tub.
The couple reached the
cozy little inn and walked up the stairs to the small reception area.
�Can I help you?� greeted
an older woman in an indigo kimono.
Kankuro handed over the reservation
information to the woman and slid his free hand down Ino�s
back in a languid caress before settling it at her hip. The blonde�s blushing
features and the young man�s possessive gesture caused the woman�s face to
light up with a knowing smile.
�Ahhh�
you must be Mr. and Mrs. Sakamoto. Your aunt Tsunade
sent word that we would be expecting you sometime today.�
The puppeteer smiled at
the charming woman and nodded in agreement.
�If you follow me, I will
take you to your room.�
Kankuro could feel the young woman next to
him stiffen slightly and he stopped momentarily to whisper in her ear, �Relax,
everything will be fine� how bad can it be?�
The receptionist looked
back at the young couple to see the handsome devil nuzzling the blushing
blonde�s neck. Yes, she could see the poor thing had her hands full dealing
with that one�
�Ahhh,
young love.� sighed the woman before stopping in front of a set of rooms in
the back of the inn.
She slid open the door
while Kankuro and Ino
removed their footwear.
�This is the Honeymoon
Suite� it has its own bathing area as well as spacious sleeping quarters. We
hope you enjoy your stay. If you need anything, please let us know.� The woman
bowed and left the pair standing at the door. She didn�t seem to notice the
young blonde go pale at the news that they would be staying in these
rooms.
Kankuro didn�t give Ino
too much time to think about it but instead swept her up into his arms and
carried her into the room.
He laid her on the bed and
went back to the door for their luggage. �Well, darling� it�s not too bad� it
looks like a very nice room.� remarked the puppeteer as he closed the door and
slid the bolt home.
He heard Ino give out a horrified gasp and looked quickly over at
her lying on the bed. Kankuro was trying not to think
how sexy she looked draped on the dark covers. Instead he frowned his concern
and asked, �Ayame, what�s wrong?�
Ino was having problems finding her
voice, which was unusual for her and was making an odd choking sound
while pointing at the ceiling.
Kankuro followed her frantic gesturing and
looked up. �Oh.� replied the large man - trying to keep his voice as casual as
possible.
�Good God, Yukio � Please
tell me Aunt Tsunade is joking?� hissed the
now highly embarrassed blonde.
He was trying really hard
not to roar with laughter as he looked up at the large mirror suspended from
the ceiling and hanging directly over the bed�
Kankuro walked over to the bed and sat
down next to Ino. He watched her go even redder than
before and looked up at the image of the two of them on that big bed. He
thought it was quite erotic but there was no way in hell that he was going to
say that to his delightful companion.
Instead he held her hand
and gave Ino a sweet but wry smile before he answered
her.
�Sweetheart, what did you expect from a Honeymoon Suite?�
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