Uchiha Itachi (
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one_long_mission2012-11-19 11:45 pm
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It's so pretty...
He was dressed up. Where his mother had managed to locate anything to dress him up with on such short notice with he had no idea, but it meant when he took off roaming he was a streak of dark blue and red amid those at the festival as he went here and there, utterly fascinated by the new sights.
He'd been to festivals in Konoha, yes, but those were different. This was -new-.
It also meant he wasn't exactly being the most attentive person ever, and had escaped the people he'd been with. Unintentionally, of course.
He'd been to festivals in Konoha, yes, but those were different. This was -new-.
It also meant he wasn't exactly being the most attentive person ever, and had escaped the people he'd been with. Unintentionally, of course.
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She placed her hand on his cheek, keeping her head tilted and pushed back lightly into kiss, eyes sliding shut. She could hear fireworks going off in background, but she couldn't care less.
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She shifted only slightly, leaning back on her free hand and returning the kiss eagerly, and maybe... bit clumsily. But it made her thoughts completely blank so she didn't really care.
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As she leans back, he follows, his bangs falling to frame either side of her face as he keeps his gentle grasp on her cheek. The warmth was dizzying, and only belatedly did he realize that he couldn't breath like this, and pulls back to break the kiss, breath coming in small pants through his open mouth. A part of him is hoping that she'll kiss him again, but he wants to ask why...
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Instead, his fingers just trail around from her cheek to bury themselves in that bright hair of hers, holding the back of her head as he leans in again for another, harder kiss. Talking could come later.
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She wrapped her hands around his neck, closing her eyes and immediately returning the feverish kiss with the same, or even bigger, eagerness than before.
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Neji's pretty sure he's getting better at this, more confident as his fingers curl into her hair and he attempts to match her eagerness. It was kind of amazing how he could hold his breath for minutes underwater, but something as simple as this threatened to steal all of his air in seconds.
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She blinked, slightly confused:"A-Apologize for what, dattebane?" Curse her stuttering but she couldn't help it.
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But then at his statement, she started to panic:"E-Eh!? You weren't! I'm not unhappy with you at all dattebane! Why do you think that?" There's worried look on her now. And he's... not looking at her. For some reason, she felt hard tug in her chest.
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"A-AH! But that was an... accident..." she mumbled, heat returning to her cheeks in full force. It was kind of embarrassing admitting that she didn't know how to properly kiss...
She picked on her kimono. "If... if I didn't like it, I would have just stop, dattebane."
She grabs front of his kimono and tugs him forward so she can be close face-to-face with him:"And stop saying that! I can't think like that about you dattebane!"
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His famed eyes of insight were failing him now, considering this was something entirely outside his own scope of experience. She certainly didn't look angry. "What... do you think about me, then?" he murmurs finally, one hand coming up to cover hers on his kimono, though he doesn't try to lift it or move away.
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She gave him a smile, a true genuine smile before having to look away- it was embarrassing having to say it and looking at him is not making it easier. "When... we returned from shopping that time, I never felt so genuinely happy. And it was so long since I felt that way and... well..." yes, that is more color rising up to her cheeks, but she turned and looked him in the eyes:"I-I like you, dattebane."
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