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Title: In the Rain

Spoilers: Not a
whole lot, a few things from the chuunin exam

Rating: R, for
sex

Summary: He was
just supposed to make sure that she was okay after a mission gone wrong, he never
would have imagined he would find her alone and crying.

Disclaimer: If I
owned it, Gaara would be in the show a whole lot more.

Authors Notes: Written
for the Sadist, the original Ibiki fangirl. Thoughts are in italics. Thanks to Wolfbrooke for the
beta job. Taste the Rainbow.

Feedback: It
makes me very happy.

**

There were times she wondered if she would ever escape her
past; what she had been, what she had been taught to do and the horrible things
that she had done while she was still with him.

It all boiled down to one man. Orochimaru: war hero,
legendary sannin, S-class criminal, and her former teacher. There were things that he had learned and
handed down to his one time student, there was a time when she had been his
only student. Now he had an entire village of people to do his bidding, to use
as cannon fodder for his ambition.

He had given her power that she had never asked for and it
came with a price she hadn�t wanted to pay.
A bite that had burned into her neck and cursed her
for the remainder of her days.
She had been a good student; she still had every forbidden technique
crawling under her skin like the snakes that she could use in battle.

Anko had never questioned her teacher when she was with him,
it had never occurred for her to do so. Every day she heard just how lucky she
was that the legendary ninja had taken an interest in her, how fortunate it was
that she had become his student. Only a privileged few got that sort of
attention from such people. One of them would grow to be the fourth Hokage, a
hero who gave his life to save the village.

Anko on the other hand, had been hauled into for
questioning. Interrogated to see if she had known that Orochimaru would turn
his back on his home and on everything he had been taught, on her. They had
been fascinated by the curse mark on her neck wondering what it was for, if it
made her a liability to the village, if one day she would do the same as him
and run off and become a traitor.

But Anko knew that she would never become what he had wanted
her to. Her loyalties were to the village and the people in it; they had taken
her in when she had nothing left in the world. And Anko could never forget the
betrayal she had suffered at the hands of her teacher. On the surface it seemed
as he had just left his student. Only the Hokage knew that when Orochimaru
disappeared, he did in the dead of night with her still in his bed.

Used and thrown away, he had said those words to her in the forest
of death when he invaded the chuunin exam, when the curse seal that she thought
was dormant flared to life. She had found him, yet failed to kill him; she was
willing to give her own life in order to accomplish her goal. But even using
the forbidden techniques that he had taught her, it had been all too easy for
him to escape.

It was one of the few times she had let herself use all of
the dirty tricks that he had shown her. Normally, she didn�t like letting
herself use them. She knew their cost, how they had been invented. People had
been sacrificed; innocents had been hurt, all in his quest for power. But Anko
was also smart; most didn�t think she was, she was
aware of how she was perceived. She was intelligent enough to know when a
forbidden technique could mean the difference between life and death. She
wasn�t afraid to use what she had to overcome impossible odds.

But every time she used one, every snake she summoned she
knew of the risks she ran. It would be easy to loose herself in the darkness of
the seal. Easy to become a monster the same way he did.

Anko didn�t want that to happen, she didn�t want to become
something else, something other than herself.

But sometimes she feared it was always too late.

Especially on a day like today.

* *

Sometimes missions don�t go the way they were supposed to,
it was a fact of life. Ibiki knew this,
everyone knew this, but it didn�t make it any easier when you had a day like
this one.

The head of the Torture and Interrogation department looked
at the report that Genma had submitted one last time before looking up at the
Hokage. Tsunade had called him to her office to talk about the mission he had
put together. Several Jounins and two platoons of ANBU were sent to a village
still inside of Fire Country that had been hit by Sound ninjas several times,
it seemed like Orochimaru was using Fire villages to train his ninjas. It had
the Hokage mad beyond belief and had the feudal lords up in arms.

So Hidden Leaf was sent in to portray the message: �Don�t
mess with us.�

But it hadn�t gone
the way it was supposed to. There had been more Sound ninjas then had been
projected; and Sasuke had been there. And that was something they weren�t
prepared for, the last Uchiha was now Orochimaru�s prize pupil, learning all
the forbidden techniques and foul play that made it possible for the S-Class
criminal kill the third Hokage.

Out of everyone who
had been sent on the mission, it was Anko who was able to go head to head with
the teen age missing nin, it was Anko who knew all the same jutsus that Sasuke
had learned and would be able to counter them. Because while Sasuke was a
genius, he was still young and impulsive; Anko was battle- hardened and
experienced with everything her young opponent threw at her.

And for a while, it looked as if Leaf would be able to keep
the fight under control, but that was before several of the Sound ninjas
started using the bystanders as distractions. Innocent people had started to
die, and village children were right in the field of battle.

That was when things went right down the drain. Anko had
left her fight with Sasuke and rushed to the area where the others were engaged
in battle, trying her best to protect the kids. Not many knew it, but Anko had a
soft spot for children. In her attempts to keep the young ones safe, she hadn�t
had any second thoughts about using any of the techniques that she normally had
reservations about.

It had worked, the children had been protected. But there
were still losses, two Konoha ANBU had lost there lives along with one of the
jounin that had accompanied the platoon. And everyone had injuries. Sound had
suffered losses too, but what was hard for everyone to accept was the loss of
the villagers that had been pulled into the fight.

However, even this was to be expected when you lived the
life of a ninja. The loss of life was something they dealt with everyday. What
hadn�t been expected were the insults that several of the villagers had thrown
at Anko. Many of them had been witness to the fight
and had seen a Leaf ninja, sent to protect them, use the same jutsus as the
people who were attacking them.

Even though Anko had thrown herself into the path of a
powerful and potentially dangerous attack and managed to save the children it
hadn�t stopped them from running in terror at the end of the battle. It didn�t
stop them from calling her a monster.

Ibiki was pulled from his musings by the Hokage�s sigh; he
snapped his head up to make eye contact with the legendary sannin.

�Did they really call her a monster?� Tsunade asked, worry
creasing her brow.

�I�m afraid that they did,� Ibiki said, �Genma told me about
it. He was there and he doesn�t have any reason to lie.�

�That�s not something she deserves,� the Hokage, �especially
since she never really got a say in the events of her past. Unlike some we
could mention.�

Ibiki chose not to
remark on the last part of Tsunade�s statement �I know that, you know that,
most of this village knows that. But from the outside, she�s just a ninja who
was able to use the exact-�

�Yes, yes I know. You just think that they would show a
little more appreciation towards some one who saved their children from a quick
and violent death. And she got injured in the process too, according to this,�
the Hokage ranted while she slapped the report lying on her desk with one hand,
�it was a bad one too. She�s damn lucky that you had taken a medic with you to
treat the villagers.�

The head of T&I
didn�t have a response for this, he wasn�t about to interrupt the Hokage while
she had a good rant going. If he did, he would be the one to become the focus
of her tirade and that was something no one wanted.

�- in fact, I don�t even know how she managed to fight the
way she did with a hole through her shoulder.� Tsunade said directly to Ibiki.

�I think she knows
that certain things were left out of the report,� Ibiki thought as her
babble ran out. He knew that Genma had a
bit of a soft spot for Anko, they had worked together often and gotten to be
close, so even though Ibiki had gotten the entire story of what happened he was
sure that the full story of what had happened with Anko was not on the paper
that was sitting on the Hokage�s desk.

�So are you going to tell me what really happened, or do I
have to call her in for questioning? That is, after I bust Genma on falsifying
reports,� she said with a knowing smirk on her face.

�And that would be the
last thing we wanted,� he thought recalling his conversation with Genma,
neither wanted Anko questioned. It would just bring back to many memories of
her time after Orochimaru had left.

�No, that won�t be necessary,� he said, holding up one hand
in a gesture of surrender. But he let a silence stretch between them.

�I�m waiting,� Tsunade said.

�Really, there�s not much else. But you�re right; she
shouldn�t have been able to function. The only reason she was able was because
the curse mark came unsealed, not as bad as Sasuke�s has but enough to give her
enough of a boost to take out the threat. But it also got rid of the
reservations she usually has about using any of what Orochimaru taught her,�
Ibiki admitted.

�I had already guessed this much,� Tsunade said, �And I�m
guessing that this was left off to avoid her being interrogated and examined again?�

�Pretty much. After the kids were
safe, the medic was able to get to her and take care of the injury. But by that
point, the damage had been done. Everyone had seen what happened. When she
tried to check up on one of the kids they lost it and started screaming, told
her and I quote �Get away from me monster� but that�s not the worst. No one�s
sure where it came from, but some one threw something at her.�

Tsunade�s eyes opened wider in a shocked expression, �You�re
telling me that they started throwing things at her?�

He nodded, his expression grave, �Genma told me it was like
they were trying to stone her, by this point she was wiped out and coming off
of the curse seal. I don�t think she would have been able to defend herself
even if she wanted to, and I�m pretty sure she would have sat there and taken
all of the abuse they wanted to chuck at her.�

�I�m not surprised; she hates that part of herself,� Tsunade
said, on the surface she seemed calm but Ibiki knew that she was mad beyond
belief and was willing to put money on her summoning the village leader in for
a �conference�, �So how did she get away?�

�Two of the ANBU grabbed her and carried her away. The rest
stayed long enough to tie up a few loose ends and make arrangements to go back
and collect the medic in a few days. When they got back they got Shizune to
look over Anko and Genma came to me about the report. He wanted to know if I
would cover him if he left a few things out of the report, since he knew that
none of the ANBU would be able to keep something from me if I really wanted to
know what went down,� Ibiki said and allowed himself a tight smile, sometimes
it paid to have ANBU reporting to you.

�Shizune? How on earth did you
manage that?� the Hokage asked.

�You�ll have to ask Genma about that. But then you�d have to
admit that you know,� Ibiki said

�How did you know that I wasn�t serious in my threat?�
Tsunade asked.

�Took a gamble,� he admitted.

Tsunade just sighed, �Where is Anko now?�

�Not sure, last I knew she was at her place with Shizune
patching her up. I�d guess that she�d still be there, most likely dead asleep.�

�I�d like it if you would check up on her. If she�s not
sleeping she�s bound to be giving herself a heavy guilt trip by now.�

�And you think that I could be of any help?� he asked
wondering if the Hokage was screwing with him, �I�m sure that I�m the last
person that anyone would send for something like this. Maybe you should send
Genma or Kurenai; you know one of her friends?�

�No, I want you to go. After all, I don�t want anyone to
know that I�m on to them,� she said, giving her head of T&I an evil grin,
�Better hurry, it looks like rain.�

* *

Tsunade was right, by the time Ibiki reached Anko�s small
home it was raining. Ibiki was glad for the trench coat that he wore over his
clothing; it kept him from becoming completely soaked.

�But not by much,�
he thought.

He ran up a flight of stairs and made his way to her
apartment. He knocked, hoping that she could hear it over the noise of the rain
that had gotten worse. He waited for a few moments, and when she didn�t answer,
he knocked again, this time louder. She still failed to come to the door;
taking a chance Ibiki put his hand to the doorknob and twisted. The door opened
easily and swung inwards. Curious as to why Anko, of all people, would leave
the door unlocked, Ibiki took a step into the small entryway. The apartment was
dark and quiet; he wandered around looking for any sign that someone was still
there. But by the time he had hesitantly checked the bedroom, it was clear that
no one was home. Slightly
worried now, Ibiki made his way back through the apartment quickly and out the
front door.

�There�s no need to
panic, just because Anko wasn�t in her apartment sleeping due to her injuries
and the door was unlocked,� he told himself as he made his way down the
stairs and out of the building. Outside it was still raining but he stood there
scanning the area for any clue as to where Anko had gotten to. �There wasn�t any sign of a struggle, it�s entirely possible that she went to
check on Genma and forgot to lock the door,� Ibiki thought even as he knew
that it was highly improbable. There was something wrong. It was probably too
early to call ANBU and if she found out that he had them look for her she
wouldn�t like it. He decided to just look for her himself, if she didn�t turn
up he would get Genma to help him.

Ibiki�s attention was grabbed by a crashing noise followed
by the sound of a bottle being broken in the alleyway to the side of the
building. It was a good place to start. Still using caution, he approached the
entry to the alley. Once his eyes adjusted to the lack of light he was able to
make out the silhouette of a female figure slumped against the way of the building.
And he had a pretty good idea as to who it was.

�Anko?� He asked. The figure didn�t
answer but did turn their head to face him, when a bolt of lighting broke
across the sky it was enough for the interrogator to see into the alley
completely. It was Anko; he was able to recognize those grey eyes anywhere. But
at the moment her eyes were her only recognizable feature. The forehead
protector was off and her hair was down; the strands around her face were
plastered to it by the rain, it was longer than it looked like it would be. Her
normal clothing was also missing, the skirt was still there but the mesh shirt
was gone with a simple white tank top in its place. Gone too was the coat she
usually had on.

Ibiki felt something
inside of him twinge at the sight of the normally confidant and impulsive
special jounin dripping wet and looking like she was broken. He walked into the
alley and stopped right in front of her. She wasn�t looking at him; her eyes
were firmly glued to her feet. He took the opportunity to look around the small
area, there was a pile of wooden boxes that looked like they had been kicked
over and the pieces of a broken liquor bottle a short
distance away from where she was. With the rain he couldn�t tell just how much
had still been in the bottle when she had thrown it.

�How much have you had?� He asked doing his best to keep his
voice gentle; he hoped it was working.

�Barely any, about as much as a shot,� She replied still
staring at the ground.

Ibiki reached out with one hand and put two fingers under
her chin and pushed her face up so he could look her in the eye. She let him
hold her gaze for just a moment before she shifted her eyes away from him
again. Ibiki was struck with the sudden thought that Anko was actually a pretty
woman; her rather loud personality usually just overrode it. But now that
everything about her was toned down, he was able to take in her psychical
beauty.

�Anko, look at me,� he said quietly. She slowly brought her
eyes back to direct contact with his and once again, he felt something deep
within him stir. Ignoring it he continued, �Why are you doing this to
yourself?�

�You know what happened?� she said quietly, after he nodded
she spoke again, �Those people were right, I�m the same as those Sound ninjas.
I don�t know why they saved me, I could have hurt someone, I could-�

�Stop,� he cut her off, �You are nothing like them. You never had a choice- you could have left but
you didn�t. You�ve devoted your life to the people in this village.�

Anko abruptly broke away from him and moved away from her
spot against the wall.

�Nothing like them?� She shouted
�Nothing like them?! Can anyone besides them
do this?� She whipped around to face the entrance and shot one of her arms forward,
her eyes narrowed in concentration and the skin on her upper arm bubbled before
snakes burst out of her flesh and swirled down the length of her arm shooting
off her hand, stretching towards him. Before he could react, the creatures
wrapped themselves around his feet and wound between his legs, effectively
making it impossible for him to use them.

Ibiki froze; he had heard of this technique before but had
never seen her perform it. And he was sure that not many had seen it with the
user�s arms exposed. It was a little unnerving, he stayed still, he knew that
the snakes were supposed to be under the control of the person who called them
but with her emotional state he didn�t want to run the risk of getting bitten.
If Orochimaru had been the one to teach her this, he was sure that the snakes
were poisonous. He didn�t need to worry though, as quickly as his legs had been
incapacitated the live bindings were pulled back towards the young woman and
disappeared as they reached her hands, absorbed back into her.

�That doesn�t make you like them,� he said slowly stepping
towards her, �Unlike them, you don�t kill for no
reason. Unlike them, you didn�t choose to leave your home for some power,� he
stopped right in front of her and put a hand on one of her shoulders and the
other on the side of her face to make sure he kept her focus on him, �And
unlike them, you have a heart, you care for people. I know,
I�ve seen it.�

Her lower lip began to tremble slightly as she tried to hold
back her sobs but tears began to run down her cheeks mixing with the wetness
that was already there due to the rain. �I�ve done things that-�

�All you did was follow your
teacher. Most people never thought to question the legendary sannin, no one
blames you,� Ibiki cut her off again, rubbing his thumb under her eye to catch
one of the tears as it fell out of the corner of her eye.

Ibiki couldn�t think of a single person who had ever seen
her cry and was sure that if she hadn�t been through what she had that day, he never would have seen it either. Anko
usually projected an image that there was nothing in the world that could faze
her. He had seen her take on missions that most sane people would reject, and
she always made it back from them alive and relatively uninjured. He knew her about
her endless devotion to the people in the village and of her single minded
determinedness to be able to kill her former teacher. She felt responsible for
him and his actions although most didn�t understand that course of logic. He
had heard about her last encounter with her former teacher, he knew it was when
the mark on her had neck reappeared followed by her fight with Orochimaru. He
slid the hand that was on her shoulder down her arm to grab her hand, the one
that still had the scar where she had stabbed herself to pin Orochimaru to a
tree. He brought their joined hands up so that she could see them, turning her
wrist to that the scar was clearly visible on the back of her had he ran his
thumb over the mark that would never really fade.

�This is proof enough that you are willing to do anything to make up for whatever sins
you think you have,� Ibiki said.

�I still failed.�

�So did the third Hokage�

They both fell silent and stared at one another, she broke the
gaze first and her eyes once again went downwards. He took the opportunity to
take in the rest of her. She had been in the out in the rain, but unlike him
she didn�t have the benefit of a coat to keep the rest of her clothing from
being drenched. By this point Anko was completely soaked through, and everything
she had on was clinging to her showing off her figure. Her skirt was short to
begin with, but when she had walked away from him it had ridden up slightly and
the thin white tank top was now almost completely transparent, hiding nothing
from his eyes. That, combined with her loose hair, made a tempting picture to
any male.

�Although that is the last
thing I should be thinking right no, It�s the last
thing she needs,� he said to himself, bringing his eyes back to her face
and his thoughts back to the situation at hand. He was distracted by a slight
trembling under the hand at her face; her teeth were chattering. He realized
that she had to be cold and drained of whatever was left of her energy. She
needed to get home and out of those wet clothes.

Anko began to shiver with her whole body. Even more worried now; Ibiki didn�t think
before he wrapped his arms around her much smaller frame and pulled her towards
him. She stiffened slightly and he cursed himself, ready to back off when he
felt her arms wind around him and squeeze a little. The rain was letting up a bit,
it was no longer thundering. Slowly she stopped shaking and he felt her
breathing come easier.

Anko felt herself warm up despite the fact that it was still
raining. She couldn�t remember the last time someone had held her like this.
She had shared a bed with her teacher but he had never treated her like this.

�Used and thrown away�

The words Orochimaru had thrown at her echoed in her head
again and again. Her teacher hadn�t believed in things like tenderness or
compassion, even to a young girl who sacrificed a piece of her soul to him,
offered up to him on his bed. By a young girl naked and
afraid. And since then, her faith in that kind of interaction dangled by
a thread, kept alive only by the stories told by her friends who were lucky
enough to be in loving relationships.

She was pulled from her musings by the sensation of Ibiki�s
hand gently rubbing up and down on her back; she didn�t know if he realized how
much the simple gesture comforted her. She leaned back into the touch, tilted
her head back to look at Ibiki and gave him a small but genuine smile.

Ibiki felt her stir slightly and saw her face come up to
look at him. He wasn�t sure if his attempts at comfort were helping or just
aggravating her. He had never seen anyone have much contact with her. But he
felt his heart constrict slightly when she smiled at him. Before he knew what
he was doing, he brought his head down and touched his lips to hers. Once again
she seemed to stiffen before relaxing into the kiss and responding.

Anko felt her heart speed up as the kiss continued; she
didn�t know what brought it on and at the moment, didn�t care. Her heart
pounded and her blood heated up, but before anything else could happen, she
felt the curse mark begin to burn and knew she had seconds before pain exploded
from that point and shot down her body. Abruptly, she cut off the kiss and
broke away from the circle of Ibiki�s arms. She briefly registered the look on
his face before she fell to her knees as pain slid down her body like fire and
her hand clasped the seal on her neck. She began to tremble again, this time from
the pain.

He didn�t know what had happened when she pushed herself
away but understood when she crumbled in pain at his feet. She began to pant
heavily as tremors shook her body and he dropped down next to her, prying her
hand away from her neck.

�No..� It came out a whispered plea, he wasn�t sure why until he saw the black mark begin
to bleed out on the rest of her skin. The curse mark was unsealing, he was sure
of it. The inky darkness slowly crawled outwards in all directions and bled
into her eye.

�No.� This time it came out stronger, she seemed to be
trying to fight it. Ibiki was ready to pick her up and run to the Hokage when,
in front of his eyes, the color began to recede back towards the spot it
originated from. Her breathing became heavier her hands flexed and curled back
up, griping the fabric of his jacket in them as she fought the curse and
herself along with it.

When the seal looked like it had before, she began to
breathe easier and released his jacket from her grip. Once again he used his
hand to lift her head so she would look at him. There was a terrified and
guilty look in her eyes and her whole body became rigid before her weight
shifted back slightly. She was going to run.

Anko bolted to her feet and was ready to flee only to find
Ibiki blocking her path.

�Get out of my way,� she ground out.

�Not going to happen,� he said firmly.

�Look at me! Didn�t you see that? Don�t you see what I am,
what could happen at any time?� She shouted at him.

He didn�t respond with words, he knew that she was feeling
less than human by this point. Because he wanted to show her how wrong she was,
and because he simply wanted to, he acted quicker than she could react and
grabbed her upper arms. Spinning her around he pinned her against the same wall
he had found her slumping against. He leaned in close and looked directly into
her eyes. Anko couldn�t be sure, but he looked angry.

He was, he couldn�t understand why
she blamed herself, why she felt the need to try and see herself as some sort
of monster.

�I saw,� his voice was low, and before she could answer he
closed the distance and kissed her again.

Anko was startled by his action. This wasn�t the tenderness
from before, it was something entirely different. Passionate,
angry and slightly desperate. This was something she could understand.
This, she had an idea of how to respond to.

Her hands came up, one grasped the back of his neck, the other gripped the lapel of his coat to pull him closer
to her and responded to his kiss, opening her mouth to tangle her tongue with
his. He kissed her back and moved his hands from their tight grip on her arms
to run one through her hair while the other traveled sideways to slide over one
of her breasts. His fingers circled it before moving to its peak and rolling
her nipple between the index and thumb. It pebbled under the attention and Anko
gasped and arched slightly to press herself closer to him. She took his lower
lip between her teeth and pulled slightly before releasing it, licking the spot
she had bit with the tip of her tongue.

This time it was Ibiki who had a slight intake of breath, he
captured Anko�s mouth again and wound some of her wet hair in between his
fingers to pull and angle her head a bit differently. His other hand came up to
tangle in her hair as the one that had been there released its grip and went to
the hem of her top that was still stuck to her. He ran the tips of his fingers
across her stomach before the teasing fingers crawled under the wet material
and stretched across her abdomen before reaching up to spread over her other
breast. She moaned slightly and he pulled out of the kiss to look into her
eyes. He grinned when he saw that despite the cold she was flushed with lust in
her eyes. Ibiki took in her face for a few seconds more as his hand continued
its motions under her shirt. Anko smiled and Ibiki leaned in again, this time
not bringing his lips to hers but instead went to the spot under her ear and
made his way down the side of her neck, then he moved to her jaw line trailing
light kisses and tiny bites along the way.

Her head fell back slightly as she let him do what he
wanted. Her breathing beginning to become heavy and slow as he traced trails
both with his mouth and with the hand that was under her shirt. Deciding that
being passive in this was not the way to go she took the hand that had been at
the back of his neck and dragged it to the fastenings of the jounin vest,
undoing them from the top down and pushing it open. Both of her hands moved to
his waistband and pulled on the shirt untucking it from his pants.

Anko put her hands under his shirt and griped his hip,
kneading the flesh and sliding her thumbs down to caress the tender area on the
inside of the hipbones. She felt the muscles
bunch and tighten under her ministrations. She moved her hands all along the
rim of the waistband first to the front and then around to the small of his
back where she slid her hands out from beneath his shirt and grinned at his
moan of protest, silencing him by sliding her hands down his backside and
grasping to pull him forward putting her back against the wall again.

She was driving him crazy, not slowly but most surely, her
hands wandering over him and the smell of her skin. Ibiki knew that he would
remember these things for a long time. He couldn�t get enough of the sounds she
made, the gasps and moans when he found a particularly sensitive spot.
Everything was slick and easy due to the rain. The part of his brain that
wasn�t completely given over to lust was telling him that having sex with Anko
in an alley where anyone could see them while it was raining wasn�t the
smartest of ideas. But when he felt one of her small hands grip him through
this pants, the last vestiges of logical thought left and the more animalistic
urges that had been rattling in his head sprang forth.

With a slight rumbling growl he wrenched his hands away from
where they had been and gripped her hips and picked her up and pushed her into
the wall. She took the initiative and wrapped her legs around his waist. His
hands traveled up the length of her legs and under the sides of her skirt. She
grabbed him and pulled him down for a kiss, fairly trying to devour him while
ripping his shirt from the collar down to expose a scarred chest to him, she
pushed his torso back slightly and leaned into him to trace the map of scars
with her tongue everywhere she could get to without unwrapping her legs. Ibiki
moaned and pushed her tank top up and over her chest, exposing her to him; he contented
himself with exploring with his hands while she moved her mouth over his chest.
After a few moments he gripped her shoulders and moved her away from him so he
could see what she looked like.

He took in the sight before him: hair loose and strewn around
while dripping wet, a slightly glazed look in her eyes from the excitement,
swollen lips from kissing and exposed breasts moving up and down heavily as she
tried catch her breath in the slight break of foreplay. Her skirt was pushed up
exposing hints of, believe it or not, pink panties. He let his eyes travel back
up the length of her body slowly to lock eyes with her again. Anko smirked and
raised an eyebrow, the question obvious: �Like what you see?�

He let out a slight chuckle and gave his answer by leaning
in and attaching his mouth to the junction at the neck and shoulder and bit
down enough to leave a mark. She groaned low in her throat and her hips rolled,
grinding into him, causing him to buck up against her. Moving his hands back
under the sides of her skirt he pulled the thin sides of her underwear into his
hands, tearing the thin material, yanking it away from her body, making it
possible for him to reach between them and slide a finger along her, teasing as
he did it over and over, never actually entering but enjoying how soft and
slick she was.

Anko whimpered and squirmed against his hand, biting the
flesh of her lip as Ibiki continued to tease her. Watching her grow impatient
and needy under his attentions was one of the biggest turn-ons he had seen in
his life. Someone normally so powerful and in control utterly at his mercy, the
sadistic part of him relished it. Deciding that he could make her loose control
even more if he went further he finally slid a finger between the folds, letting
it slide into her slowly, and immediately felt her
pulse around him; she was burning hot and slick. Encouraged, he added a second
finger and rotated his hand so that his thumb was able to probe, searching for
the small bundle of nerves. Finding it he let his thumb circle and rub it while he worked the two fingers in her. Soon after he
started he felt her begin to shudder and hitch against him as he went faster.
Small breathy moans floated up to his ears and he leaned in to grasp one of her
earlobes with his mouth, nipping it with his teeth once before beginning to
kiss his way along her jaw again, then claiming her mouth again and swallowing
her growing moans. He kept up the pace and felt her move frantically along with
the motions of his hand, her head fell back away from him and her eyes flew
open before fluttering and he felt her entire body tighten up as her climax
swept over her and she clapped one of her hands over her own mouth to muffle
her cries. As she came down she slowly shook her head to clear it and swallowed
heavily before focusing on him, giving him a lazy smile.

�My god, she�s
beautiful when she�s like this. More reason to do it as often as I can,� he
thought, hoping that she was able to keep going. He got his answer when her
hands fumbled at the fastenings of his pants, trying to undo them with slightly
shaking hands. He almost started to help her but didn�t want to run the risk of
insulting her ability to be an active participant in their activities. With a
twist of her fingers she managed it and reached into the uniform pants to stoke
the hardened length. She wrapped her hand around him and began to slowly slide
up and down, doing her best to give him some of the same feeling she had
experienced thanks to him.

Ibiki groaned in a deep rumble as the woman he still had pinned
to a wall explored him with a slow precision he never would have thought
possible from someone as quick to action as she was. He was loosing himself in
her caress as she gradually picked up the pace and gripped tighter. Moving the
best she could while he was still partially confined by his clothing. Growing
bolder with her strokes Anko used her other hand to carefully undo the zipper,
making it possible to free him and he gasped slightly as the cold air and rain
came in contact with his burning skin.

�I never figured him
to be the commando type,� Anko thought with a touch of amusement but was
glad that there had not been any boxers to get in the way. She refocused her
attention on him, keeping one hand where it was working on his length she used
her other hand to scrape her nails over his torso. She felt his quick intake of
breath before he groaned heavily and began to move in time with her stroking
motions. Anko found the expression on his face incredibly arousing and gave
into the urge to kiss him lightly.

Ibiki was glad that it was dark outside and that the area
was fairly deserted by this time of night. He knew he was close, but didn�t
want it to end like this. He wanted to be with her, in her, when it happened.
For a brief moment he considered taking her back up to her apartment, but was
to afraid of shattering the atmosphere that surrounded them. He reached between
them and stilled her hands; she looked at him with a question in her eyes. He
smiled in a reassuring way and moved her hands up to his shoulders as he slid
his own hands under her thighs and shifted her to a better position. She moved
around, doing her best to get into the best position possible. Anko knew that
very soon she would be taken against the wall of her apartment building, and by
the look in both their eyes she was sure that it wasn�t going to be gentle.

�Which is fine with
me, gentle has never really been my style,� she thought.

Ibiki pushed her short skirt up to where it bunched around
her waist. Checking to make sure that her legs where secure around him he
reached out and began to tease her lightly, giving him time to settle down a
bit so that he could last. Anko gasped and shivered and was out of patience,
she wanted him inside of her and was tired of waiting. She clasped one hand on
the back of his neck and yanked him down for a volatile kiss.

Ibiki got the message and moved his hand away from the
junction between her legs. He moved forward and positioned himself at her
entrance, but paused before going forward; resting his forehead against hers he
knew that he had to ask just one thing.

�Are you sure?� He breathed in a short voice, exercising an
amount of control he didn�t know he possessed.

She whispered her answer against his lips, �Yes.�

It was all he needed, pressing forward he pushed his tip
into her and felt her gasp and her voice hitch. He moaned as went deeper,
surprised at the amount of resistance pushing against him. She was tight enough
that if he hadn�t known better he could have sworn her to be a virgin. But as
he sank in as far as he could go he didn�t meet any other barriers and they
both moaned as he pulled back and entered again, this time less slowly.
Somewhere in the back of his mind Ibiki realized that it was obvious that it
had been a very long time since Anko had been intimate with anyone and he had
no idea who she could have been with. Men never seemed to see her as desirable;
they were fools. He pushed all those thoughts out of his mind as he
concentrated on the woman he was sliding in and out of.

Anko moved her hips as much as she could to let him know
that it was okay, that he didn�t need to treat her so softly. He took the hint
and began to move faster and harder. He ran his tongue up the side of her neck
and over her ear as he picked up the pace even more, beginning to fairly drive
her into the wall behind her. One of her hands snaked its way under the layers
of his clothing and splayed across the small of his back before digging her
nails into his skin and urging him more. One of his hands went under her to
support her as he drove into her with vigor, the other clasped her free hand in
his and raised it above their heads and pinned it into the wall. She squeezed
his hand in hers and tightened her legs around him as she rolled her hips and
arched her back to meet his powerful movements. She was starting to get lost in
the sensations that were coursing through her body, she was panting with small
exclamations escaping from her lips. Anko felt a slow burning beginning low in
her abdomen; it began to spiral outwards and made every inch of her skin hum at every slight stimulation.

Ibiki was freely falling into the pleasure that was
vibrating between the two of them. He was pounding into her at a frantic pace
but she kept up with his thrusts, giving him everything she could as she pulsed
around him inside her. He felt her begin to shake around him and her noises
grew louder and she raced towards her climax, he would be following soon. He
pressed closer to her and experienced her entire body throbbing under his, he
moved the arm he had under her and grabbed her leg, bringing it up and was
suddenly thrusting in even deeper as he felt himself begin to move rigidly as
the entered as deep and hard as he could. Without any more warning Anko
exploded around him, clenching him with every available limb she had in time
with the walls surrounding his length and her mouth clamped down heavily on his
shoulder and she bit to avoid crying out so loudly that surely it would alert
someone. When he felt her teeth on him, hard enough to certainly leave a mark
for several days he followed her into orgasm.

They both took deep breaths to bring themselves down from
the high. Ibiki pried his eyes open to find Anko gazing at him with a smile on
her face. And once again he was struck by how beautiful she was like this. He
brought his head down again and placed a light kiss on her lips before sliding
out of her and lowering her down from her place on the wall. Her legs wobbled a
little and she had to lean against the wall anyway to keep her balance. He
pulled her top back over her so that no one else could see her like this. He
refastened his vest and gave her a searching look. He didn�t want to ask what
would happen, he couldn�t bring himself to.

So he was surprised when he felt her hand hold his as she
began to wander back to the entrance of the alley. He stopped the would-be
leisurely stroll and turned her to look at him.

��?� He did his best to try and think of how or indeed what
to ask when she surprised him.

�My place, I�m thinking the bed would be a good thing right
about now,� Anko said

�Good idea,� Ibiki said and followed her up to her home,
smiling all the while.

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