one_long_mission | [closed] Multi-Purpose AU Post for Neji and Flirtsuke

She flushed again with the kiss to her temple, loosening her hold around him to match the strength of his own. Both hands settled near his shoulders, eyes opening as she laughed quietly, overwhelmed with the sheer emotion behind everything. "For both of us, yes," she agreed, turning her head just enough to press her nose to his temple, not quite brave enough to try a kiss just yet.

It all seemed too fast, too improper by her clan's standards; there was no omiai, no meeting of family members... Just the two of them, doing what made them happy.

Oh, he did kiss her twice already, but it was all quite very chaste, as surprising as it may be from him. It may just be exactly because of this that it was serious and special. he too, wished to not rush it and enjoy every moment, nuzzling lightly into the curve of her neck and settling there, closing his eyes.

He held her, while she held him, the two mutually supporting each other.

It was the most beautiful feeling he had experienced.

If there were any standards in the Uchiha clan, he would be the one making them.

She isn't certain how far she should be thinking ahead; it would be complicated, the organization of their potential clan, the bloodline... There were no politics to fear here, at least. Even if the Kage were Uchiha, it wouldn't matter. Right now, the only thing that mattered was Sasuke.

He was warm and solid against her, the thin sleeping yukata doing nothing to stop the warmth that threatened to encompass her whole body. "I suppose," she said finally after a long moment, "That whatever rumors people choose to spread about your presence here will no longer be incorrect."

He gave a laugh at that. He really had not been thinking about such a thing at all. "Looks like it." it did happen fairly quickly but.... love was always something unexpected, wasn't it?

He gave a light purr, feeling incredibly at ease and so, so comfortably warm. "Whatever rumours they spread... aren't things we have to listn to, cause we know the truth."

"Indeed," she had to agree, laughing lightly again and just pressing her nose to his hair. That purr against her throat made her shiver, warm breath against sensitive skin leaving her feeling even more flushed. "Sasuke..."

She took a breath before finally tilting her head enough to press her lips to his hair in a soft, tentative kiss. "Thank you."

The answer was the lightest of shudders through his spine, tiny goosebumps prickling his skin. This was all so pur, so new. It was unlike anything he ever had imagined. It was a hundred times, no.. a thousand times better.

And she was... thanking him. "I should be thanking you." he could feel her delicate breath against his hair. "...or you should be selfish and thanking yourself, because you had the choice of letting me in, or rejecting me." his voice was soft against her own skin.
He was done... finished with the flirting and useless flitting from girl to girl. Not that he would stop trying to make everyone happy, but he could stop trying in this way, a way that hardly seemed to do much good here.

The more he spoke, the more flushed she felt, tilting her head almost by instinct to bare more of her skin. A choice... This was a choice, completely her own, for her own future. And that, she appreciates more than mere words could possibly express.

A breath as she tried to find a way to properly vocalize it. "I had a choice, and yet, there was truly only one answer I would give. My clan... I still have an obligation to them, but I will do it in a way that will also make me happy. With you...? I could not imagine being anything but."

She was enthrusting him with making her happy. It was nothing selfish, because this was what he wished for as well.

She had chosen him, for her clan... and also his own. Perhaps this was how things should be? this was how they were, however, and he did feel content.
He actually did blush into her neck at those words. "Hearing this... makes me the happiest I've ever been." Now, that future he imagines... maybe he can see it more clearly. There was a good long, unforgettable minutes even if all they did was to hold each other.

Without even mentionning it to each other, they know. They both did wish for a lineage, but nothing was rushing them, and this was all pure and new.
"...so, about proper breakfast conversations...?" he mused.

Being happy, permitting themselves the luxury, was perhaps the greatest gift she could imagine. Another quiet laugh of amusement as she glanced to him, fingers threading into his short hair again.

"I think, perhaps, that I shall never again have quite so memorable a morning meal," she answered, smiling against his temple and daring to brush her lips over his skin there again.

"What do you mean 'never again' hmm?" he purred, leaning into her touch as dark eyes trailed up and over, amusement dancing into them. "We can share as many morning meals as you fit."

Every single tiny touch was his very own piece of heaven. It was, he knew, the same for her as he lightly stroked the long hair at the back of her head.

Her own eyes fluttered closed at the touch to her hair, one of her weaker points. The idea of not having to eat alone... outside of missions, that hadn't happened since she was four years old, young and naive. In spite of herself, her smile widened further, one eye opening as she glanced to meet his eyes.

"I believe I have issued you a challenge then, Sasuke," she pointed out, lips staying curved in that smile. "How memorable can a morning be, other than this one?"

"Challenge~" he echoed, quite pleased. "That sounds good to me. Challnge accpted, my dear~" he drawled, pulling away just so he could take her whole features in. "Although, I have to say, it may be futile, since a confession only ever happens once, and this..... can make a morning very special~"

As he drew back, she let her hands fall to his shoulders again, eyebrow quirked. There was almost, almost an unamused look at the term of endearment, but it softened quickly because this time? It was clear to her that it actually meant something now.

"Then perhaps," she murmured, leaning in just enough to let her forehead rest against his, "It will be up to me to create a memorable morning for you, someday, Sasuke."

There was a brief chuckle at that. "Haven't we shared this morning together though? if it's unforgettable and can't be topped on your chart, then it can hardly be challenged on mine too." he gave her a small kiss on the nose. "Challenge or not though, I can see us both trying in our own way to make every morning as unforgettable as we can... as things should be."

Her cheeks went dark red again at the tender gesture, and she huffed softly, though she still couldn't help but smile. "Perhaps. And yet, who can say what the future holds?"

The only important thing, right now, was that he would be in it. For as long as possible.

"I suppose as a further unorthodox step, it would be you moving into my home, eventually," she observed, glancing about. "Seeing as how yours is already rather full..."

"Here I thought we'd take it slow~" he chuckled. "...but seeing as your home is empty while, yes my mothers' would theorically need a fourth floor, it may be good news to her to have a free room. I don't exactly have that much belongings anyways." he gave a shrug. A bunch of clothes, some jewelry... that was all?

"But yes. Eventually. Not before you're comfortable with it." he did feel for her, and she for him, but as strange as it was, he wished to hold himself back for fear of going to fast. "I'll let you lead... if that's okay." he rand a hand through her hair once more, stroking the plentiful strands.

"We shall see," she confirmed with a nod. As much as it might be pleasant to have him here, with her, every morning when she woke up... there would be plenty of time for that, it seemed. No need to be hasty.

Her sigh had a bit of a wistful tone to it as she tilted her head in response to the hand in her hair, glancing to him. Letting her lead, giving her the freedom to choose... it would be difficult for her to know how to step, what to do, but she nodded in response.

So perhaps it was not too improper to ask, as she tilted her head further into his hand, "...Would you mind brushing it?"

"Ah~ As I thought, you hadn't done that." he claimeda strand within his fingertips and slid it over to his lips before kissing it. "It would be a pleasure." he purred, remaining as such a few long seconds, dark eyes locked onto hers before finally turning. "I trust I can find the appropriate instruments~"

Somehow, this reminded him of these few months when he tried growing his hair to see. Oh was it ever unconvincing and completely not his style. in the end he only changed his fringe slightly.

And so, after fetching a comb and brush, he was back. "You should sit down~ I do intend to take my time, unless you had matters to tend to today?"

She went still, cheeks still flushing as she met his eyes. Even a day ago, she would have protested the thought that such a simple gesture would make her feel anything at all, but from Sasuke, she felt she might simply melt in a contented puddle to the ground. A thrill of warm heat as she watched him kiss her hair before he finally let go.

"The bathroom," she directed him, pointing and only flushing more darkly, knowing he had to have seen the way she'd be momentarily captured by his eyes. Once he was back, she moved to kneel on the futon, still conveniently in the living room.

"Fortunately, I do not," she answered, fingers coming up and brushing over the bandages. They would only get in the way if he were to brush her hair, and in the wake of that kiss to her forehead from before... a breath, then she slowly started to unwind the cloth to leave the seal bare.

And he started, once this was done. He did note the removal of bandages. The seal was something he was used to see when they wnt to the public baths, but he knew there had to be a reason she hid it. He would not ask, however. It would be improper.

His attention was to the back of her head first, using the comb to carefully work out any tangles that may be, and switching to the brush once he was done, working steadily on section upon section.
"...hm~ I could do this for a long time. It's soothing~"

She couldn't recall the last time she had permitted someone else to brush her hair. Surely not since she was a child. In spite of herself, her shoulders relaxed, eyes falling closed from the gentle tugs and soothing strokes of the brush through her hair.

"I would not be the one to protest, were you to do so," she confessed, exhaling and relaxing further. "I find it... comforting, for a reason I cannot explain." Maybe it was the fact that it was a remarkable sign of trust, permitting someone behind her with a blunt object, or even that her neck was exposed, the seal, all of it.

He gave a light chuckle. "Neither of us would protest, no." he did like the activity, how it kept his mind focused, and yet it was a light enough task that he could also think about other things, such as how tempting her skin was, or those lips... but temptation was hardly a sin, and easy to resist. Ater all, she was his, and he was hers. To rush this would be the worst of crimes he could commit.

For now, he would revel in this feeling, and go through small sections of hair with precise care, as if this was some mission of utmost importance. "Comfort is a good thing to feel~"

The thing is, she wouldn't protest were he to try to act on those temptations; he wasn't the only one thinking of such things, even if she was less likely to do anything. Instead, she only rested further back against her heels and let one hand come up, two fingers brushing over the hated brand in the center of her forehead.

"Sasuke... of all the places you had thought to kiss, why did you choose this one...?" She turned her head only enough to glance back at him without pulling her hair entirely away from the brush. Well, even if she wasn't going to act on those temptations, she could still talk about it, right?

"To be entirely truthful... I don't know." he shook his head, carefully combing any knots out. "Of all the places, somehow, this one... seemed to be the most impregnable, but also the most easily breached, if that makes sense. it is a contradiction, but... this is what comes up when I think about it and try to explain it."

It was indeed quite hard to conceptualize. Should it be so difficult, though, he wondered. "Of all the places, it feels.... that it needed love the most."

It did not make much sense at all, but she still felt she could understand it, in a way. The idea of it needing love was foolish enough that she almost scoffed and dismissed it immediately, but upon further reflection...

"Perhaps," she agreed, letting her eyes fall closed as she traced the brand with her fingertips. "It is something I was resentful of for most of my life." Still was, in some respects.

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