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White Lines, Red Lights	By : Asphyxiated001 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 5226 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Women's Desire, it's inherent rage and innate power. It's internal; but also intuitive. It's underestimated and a constrained force beneath the surface, when all can seem so sexually inundated; so far beyond restriction. Despite the notions our culture continues tp imbue, this force is not, for the most part, sparked or sustained by emotional intimacy and safety. In face, one of our most comforting assumptions, soothing perhaps above all to men but clung to by both sexes, that female eros is much better made for monogamy than the male libido, is scarcely more than a fairy tale. - Daniel Berger
''Love is fucking stupid, but it's also beyond something we will ever understand. It's about betraying yourself, and compromising.'' He paused. ''But I guess it all blurs together.. when you're younger, or older... or maybe it's when you've come to not love yourself.''
The way the words molded off his pink tongue made you think of hot wax dripping down a burnt candle that's been lit for hours. It sent the type of chills you'd only see in movies; when it maneuvers through your organs right down to the very core of your body; your center.. that spot that makes your thighs clench together, and heart beat at rapid paces. But, the thing that made it so enticing, so.. exciting was the fact, the very true fact that the walking-sex sitting in the chair a few rows away from her own.. well, he was untouchable.
''It's someone seeing the beauty in you. The beauty that you are. The beauty that you will never see yourself... but they do, and almost always always do.'' The grin stretched when the clapping began, and it didn't stop. People stood up from their comfy chairs, and chanted, whistled, celebrating his book - his master piece.

''Thank you.'' He continued to smile, grey eyes scanning the crowd - but the lights made it hard to see the faces of all the beautiful women he knew were watching him. The women that had all read his book, and got wet just thinking about the words he wrote. It had to be the most romantic book of all time - but it didn't have a title. It was left to make it your own, it was title-less.. but that's what made it so curious. The book had been on the shelves for only two months, and already he had made history.

The book had been about his love affairs, with a woman.. a specific woman. That one girl, when you're in the middle of young and old, who just happens to steal your heart. The one you want to go home with. The librarian and the sex goddess. The mom, and the heart-throb of every guy - but, she's all yours. The only one who really swept you off your feet; except his love story was tragic, because in the book and in his life, she died; and that's why every girl swoons over him, wondering if they could break those walls he puts up - but... they can't, he's too smart for that. He uses it to his advantage, and if you were to label him - he would be considered one hell of a slut.
''-it's your signigicant other telling you about their favorite movie, album, and making a point to fall in love with it on your own. It's wondering why they love the stupidest things about you, the pointless, thoughtless things. Those things; what are they, and why? It's finding yourself, feeling overprotective over this other person.. it's a mindfuck really.'' His lips began to curve, but it was so slow and so sensual it made her legs clench together even more so.

The perfect curve of her chest rose and fell heavily with each breath, hanging on his every word. The blonde wouldn't admitt it outloud but she wanted him - although he was more than half his age, she couldn't explain the want she had. It wasn't logical. A young, bombshell like herself could have any young, hopefuly boy... but, she didn't want a boy, she wanted someone with experience.. someone who could teach her things.
''...Wow.'' Her lips pressed together after her tongue drenched them with syliva. Her back literally cracked after she finished clapping. ''...Just wow.''
''Can we go now?'' The look on the pinkette's face beside her was enough to bore you to death. Her voice cracked from the dry-air in the auditorium, her hair fell down to her chest when she moved her head up from resting on her hand. ''We've seen him three times in the last two months.. are you really that obsessed?''
''I wouldn't call it obsessed. I would call it infatuated.'' The dark-hair male beside the blonde moved forward. ''She obviously wants that guy.'' He didn't smile. This guy was as stiff as a ruler. He wouldn't bend, or break with any type of emotion. He didn't stand out in a crowd, nor did he really say much.
''Ew.'' Sakura shook her head. ''He could be her father.''
''Or grandfather.'' Another voice chimed in, a third female, just as pretty if not less pretty than the bombshell and pinkette. ''Ino is way too into older men.'' Tenten mumbled, pulling on her jacket. ''Tell me again why we had to attend this?''
''Because I said so.'' Ino snapped, frusterated with their comments.
College is a curious thing. You happen to meet a lot of people; people of different cultures, and home-lives. It was like different parts of the world being pushed into one building, that or cliques of high-school teenagers progressing into adulthood.

The lights in the auditorium flickered on, and people began to leave. ''I heard he's going to be teaching a class on shakesphere.''
''We know who will be attending that class..'' Sakura's eyes wandered to the side.
''Oh shut up forehead.'' Ino commented, still stuck in high-school mind-set. ''You're just jealous that you haven't reached your sexual peek.''
The conversation continued; but the conversation had caught the attention of a certian male. ''What about reaching a sexual peek?''
Ino stopped in mid-sentence, coming face-to-face with the walking-sex she was drooling over, not seconds ago.
''Ahh, Mr. Hatake.'' Tenten grinned the widest of grins. ''My friend Ino here was just saying that my other friend here,'' She wrapped an arm around her shoulder. ''Hasn't reached her sexual peek yet.. and she was stating that she was jealous because Ino here.. apparently has.'' The cheshire grin remained.
Ino's cheeks flammed.
Kakashi merely grinned that oh so lingering grin that she couldn't get enough of. ''Interesting. Will you be taking my class.. Ino?'' He asked, saying her name in a strangers tone - the kind of tone you didn't exactly want to hear coming from the 'man of your dreams.' Or if you'd like to word it better.. he'd say the word and she would be on her knees..
If you've ever been approached, or have approached someone who made your palms sweat, your breathing hitch, your brain scramble and knees go weak - this was it for her. Ino could barely put together two words - no one had ever seen her lose her confidence so quickly. ''Yes.'' She said quietly, unable to speak the words she so desperately wanted to say. 'Bend me over and take me now..' But.. her confidence was lacking the most.

Kakashi Hatake nodded, his facial expressions were unique - but his sexuality radiated off of him; he smelled of sex. ''Gross..'' Tenten mumbled. ''You can practically see how wet she got just by going ''YES MY LOVE.'' She laughed, and got a hit on the shoulder from the embarrased blonde. ''Shut up Tenten.''
''Someone's mad!''
Sakura shook her head; all those words he read off the pages like they were his own - she didn't really believe it. He sounded too cocky for his own good - Sakura wasn't the biggest fan of overly confident men.. it reminded her too much of her father, and how foolish her mother was to fall for it. Confidence was a matter of class; and being cocky was a matter of swag - which was for silly boys, not for mature men. Though.. in a way, they never really grow up. In others, they do.
''I am not!'' Ino buttoned up her jacket, the winter weather was far from warm. A few months into the seond year of university; but they were into the first few days of Holiday - everything seemed too good to be true, until now.

The winter air was so cold it literally stung the skin on your face. ''It's cold.'' Sai muttered through chattering teeth. The University's campus was overly big. It had new and old buildings. Small strip-malls filled with coffee shops, and gift stores. If you wanted to go shopping, you'd have to drive an hour into town - the town was small itself; but the University was huge. ''I miss summer.'' He added, not one for many words. The air was moist, which made the cold seep into your skin; through the small openings on your jacket, and clothes. ''We heard you the first time.'' Ino said through clenched teeth, still aggrivated from a few minutes before in the auditorium. The crowd of people had left as quickly as they came. Kakashi Hatake, sure he was popular with the ladies - but when you had mid-terms, and things to study for.. you weren't exactly focused on some hot guy in a suit who wrote a book on tragic love.. except some, like Ino.
''Are you guys attending the feast this weekend?'' Tenten asked, standing on the corner of the street, about to part-ways with Sai. He was headed toward the guys dorms. ''I don't know if I want to go, if I'm going alone.''
''You're staying here for Christmas Tenten?'' Sakura chimed in, feeling bad for the burnette - but, on another note.. she didn't exactly want to go home. ''Well.. sort of.'' She seemingly forced a smile in the cold, her breath turning white as it left her lips. ''Only half, then Neji is going to come pick me up.''
''Neji Hyuuga?'' Both Ino and Sakura asked, wide-eyed - a bit taken back.
The dainty burnette with two buns on each side of her head nodded.
Ino whistled, her mood instantly changing - considering she was all for love and war. ''Go tenten!'' She smiled. ''So you're spending Christmas with HIS family?''
Tenten could only nod. The couple had been dating a year now. His family completely disapproved of her; not only was she not royal.. she was living off of student loans and to his family, that meant you were far from rich... But, this year was different. Rich people who attended this University wasn't exactly rare. Sakura had rich parents, but, she chose to pay her way through classes. Ino's parents were loaded - Sai was adopted by some millionare.. but, you couldn't really tell that they had money. They weren't stuck up, or snobby.. just your general University student who was too busy studying or having sex to notice anything.. though, in this group.. there were certain secrets.

''Yeah..'' The small burnette was nervous, it was all over her face even in the dark of the night. ''I have to get to my dorm..Temari might get mad if I come into late.''
Ino snorted with obnoxious laughter.. the laughter that gave you bad chills, the annoying ones. ''She's probably got a boy in there.'' Pausing, she noticed Sai and Sakura giving her a dirty look. ''What?''
''You're really going to judge Temari?''
''-You were practically soaking your panties just watching Kakashi.'' The pinkette said dully, not amused by Ino's laughter. ''You're just as bad as Temari.''
''If not worse.'' Tenten muttered before taking off.
Ino rolled those beautiful blue eyes and wrapped her scarf around her neck - her and Sakura roomed together. They all parted ways, Ino and Sakura remained together, linked arm and arm as they walked. It began to snow, which wasn't rare considering it was the beginning of December. ''Am I really as bad as Temari, really?'' She asked, her insecure side coming out briefly - a very rare thing. The thing was.. facts were facts.. the only thing that really bothered Sakura herself.. was the assumption of a woman. Of Women. What women wanted, and mens perspective of that.. was usually always wrong. But then again.. ''..Well..'' Sakura rubbed the back of her head, not entirely sure how to word the words she wanted to say aloud. It could come out wrong either way. ''..Well.. you do sleep with a lot of guys..''
''But I don't want a guy!'' She said, louder than Sakura expected. ''I want a man who knows what he's doing! Someone with experience!'' Her voice echoed, bouncing off the cement buildings. Ino looked at Sakura. ''Don't you want someone.. when he puts his hands down your fucking pants.. he actually knows what a bloody clit is?'' She asked, a little too loudly for that matter - the couple walking past gave them funny looks, continuing on their way. Sakura blushed the darkest shade of red at the thought of someone going down her pants. ''Ino! Hush!'' She said, also a little too loudly as they entered the building to their dorm - the shared a small apartment with Hinata Hyuuga, cousin of Neji, who was dating Tenten.. but Hinata liked Tenten. ''No! God! why is everyone so afraid to talk about fucking sex?! Kakashi isn't! He's all up in that P.U.S.S.Y.'' She laughed as they opened the door to the apartment.
The sound of a belt buckle hit the floor, followed by a very loud high-pitched screamed and scrambling feet.
Both pinkette and Blombshell stood, taken back by what they were witnessing.
''No.''
''-Fucking.''
''Way.''

The apartment was dark, there were no lights and no television on. The only sound you could hear was the scrambling of feet, When Ino and Sakura first walked in, they saw Hinata's face, bent over on her knees, in the light of the hall - but the guy was unknown to them. Sakura went for the light-swtich, her heart hammered in her chest; she turned only to see the window open, snow flakes falling in and onto the hardwood floor of the apartment. ''..Hinata...'' Ino mumbled, wide-eyed, and jaw partially dropped.
Hinata was as red as a tomato. Her hair was tangled, and her lips were very swollen. The type of swollen, where the kissing was so intimate, the pressure apon each other wasn't enough - you didn't feel close enough, couldn't get enough of each other.. ''...You were totally having sex..'' Ino mumbled, she didn't believe it. ''WITH WHO? YOU DON'T HAVE SEX, LIKE EVER!'' The blonde jumped up and down, excited for her innocent friend whom she thought had been a virgin.. but apparently not. ''Oh my god!'' Her voice got higher in volume when she removed her jacket, bouncing on the coach next to the half-naked red Hinata. ''Who was he!''
Hinata just remained silent, and red.. very red.
Sakura pulled off her jacket, she bit her bottom lip and smiled as she approached the two girls. ''Was it Naruto?'' She paused, giggling. ''We didn't know you had it in you!''

The two girls bombarded her with questions. ''No wonder you didn't come out tonight! but you said you had to study!!'' Ino whined, really wanting everyone to come.
Hinata finally calmed down after a few minutes of breathing, allowing the girls to bombard her with questions.. but she didn't kiss and tell. ''I-I'm going to bed..C-Class in the morning.'' She mumbled, pushing herself up, she grabbed her pants and wandered down to her room with no pants on, only underwear and a shirt.

Both Ino and Sakura watched her, dumbfounded.
''.....Who was the guy....'' Sakura mumbled, trying to recall who it was, or try to make a guess. ''I think it was Naruto.''
''Hell no girlfriend.'' Ino denied it. ''Neither of them have the balls.''
''Apparently Hinata does.'' Sakura giggled, and yawned. ''Whoever the guy was, he's gutsy. If Neji ever found out some guy was banging his cousin..'' She yawned again. ''He'd go bat-shit from over-protectiveness.'' Sakura rolled over on the bed and closed her eyes; they'd bother Hinata about it in time.. least, Ino would.
-- [You all must hate me for not telling you who it was. This story has a number of secrets, remember. ;) ]] --
The snow fall hadn't stopped from the night before. The University campus was lined with a fresh coat of snow and if you didn't like snow, you'd hate how much had fallen. Though, the air wasn't exactly cold, and the wind was nowhere to be felt. It was still morning, and people were barely waking up for classes that morning. Most of them got the impression classes had been cancelled - but that would be silly, considering they're all living on the campus.
''How come we don't have sex anymore?''
Shikamaru gave his girlfriend a double-take, tearing his eyes away from his television. A smoke dangling between his lips.
''Did you hear me Shikamaru?'' She spat, Temari had quite the temper. Standing half-naked, in a v-neck t-shirt and no pants, she tapped her foot. It was way too early in the morning for her bitchyness. ''Hello!?'' She shouted after him not answering for about half a second. ''Are you deaf?''
''....Temari,'' He rubbed his face, itching to have a smoke suddenly. ''It's 6am..'' He muttered, his hair down and not in a pony-tail like it normally would be. He hadn't shaved, hell he was still in his boxers.
''I don't care what time it is!'' She shouted, her face turning red. ''Answer the fucking question!''
The pair had dated for a few years, leading back to grade 9. Infact, Temari pressured Shikamaru into attending the same campus as her back at the end of high-school. He was getting tired of her shit, and he was generally pretty carefree. ''..Troublesome..'' He pushed himself up, and grabbed the lighter from the coffee table. ''You're going to go fucking smoke, in the snow?''
''No.'' He stared at her, those dark eyes annoyed.. though his face didn't face anything. He eyed her up and down, that wasn't his t-shirt. ''Where'd you get the t-shirt?''
Temari's eyes suddenly went wide for a split-second, before she covered her ass with an almost-cocky smirk. ''It's yours.''
''No it's not.'' He said dully, he had specfic clothes he wore daily, and he hated the color pink. He shook his head, passing her to goto his bedroom. ''You should leave.''
Temari's anger flared. ''ME? LEAVE? NO FUCKING WAY!'' She followed him toward his bedroom. ''You fucking leave! I don't have to leave!'' .... Actually, she did have to leave, it was his apartment. ''Shikamaru na-!'' SLAM. He closed the door, locked it, and passed out on his bed. ''fucking women..'' Rolling over on his back, he brought the lighter to the cigarette in his mouth, and inhaled. The smoke filling his lungs; as he exhaled all he heard was her bitching, followed by footsteps, and a door slamming.

The truth was, Temari was cheating on him.. he knew, he just didn't care.
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