I still feel your touch, in my dreams (Masuyo)

[kijo]

"Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why, without you it's hard to survive."

Damn it.
Midnight eyes were lost in their own world, just staring at the ceiling of her room. She couldn't stop. It seemed impossible. His face wouldn't get out of her mind. Why? She barely knew him! Maybe that was why. Maybe it was curiosity playing with her head. Still, those haunting, demonic, red eyes refused to stop burning in her mind, in her imagination. His name continued to echo around in her head, never letting her think of anything else. Every song she skipped to on her CD player, was drowned out by her almost immediate thoughts of him. Why?


Orange hair, always in the peripheral, and then disappearing, like a ghost.
She growled to her self, flipping over on to her stomach.
"Get out of my head Masuyo!"

Of course he didn't.
Since when did he listen to orders? In her head or out? She shook her head, mushing her face in her pillow, in a desperate attempt to block him out. It could seriously get annoying having someone in your head. She ripped her head out of her pillow, flopping back onto her back. Her navy hair was down, and now tangled. With a sigh, she rose and went over to the dresser and mirror that she had successfully stolen. She picked up the brush she'd actually paid for, and re-brushed her hair, attempting to stay focused on that. It didn't work.

"Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last, need you by my side."

That was it.
The only way she could stop thinking about him, was to talk to him. She flung her head set to her bed, springing out of the chair she had previously been sitting in. She bolted to the door, opened, dashed halfway out until she ran head first into something, warm, and hard. Recoiling, she grabbed her forehead, and looked up to see who she'd run into.

[Masuyo Uchiha]

((OOC: Sorry, short)

Masuyo had been taking a stroll through the Akatsuki headquarters. A bright orange ponytail swayed from side to side as he walked, ruby red eyes shining through the darkness. All day Masuyo had been wondering who could use the mangekyo sharingan besides him, it would be very valuable information just in case he had to fight another Uchiha who also had mangekyo.

Masuyo kept a steady pace through the shadows, hearing the faint sounds of birds chirping outside. In an instant someone crashed into him, but it wasn't enough to bring him down. Masuyo looked down through the shadows, feeling and scanning the chakara.

"Kijo, is that you" he asked.

Masuyo knelt down to get a better view of who had crashed into him, it was Kijo. Masuyo looked into her dark blue eyes, sensing that something was wrong with her. Masuyo hesitantly scratched his head, unaware of the situation. He put a hand out to Kijo, smiling through the darkness.

"What seems to be troubling you" he questioned.

[kijo]

"Can't you feel my heart beat slow? I can't let you go, want you in my life."

Crap.
Okay, so she'd decided that she needed to talk to him. Boy, how wrong she had been! She stared up into those ruby red eyes, her own widening, and blushed like crazy. Hopefully, he wouldn't be able to see it in the darkness. Her throat was tight, and it was difficult to breathe. She could only nod her head mutely when he asked if that was her. Why did this man affect her so?

She blushed a deeper shade of red as she gingerly took his hand.
She couldn't stop her heart from pounding against her ribs as she stood up. There was something about his touch, and his smile. To her, it always seemed so gentle. It was rather disorienting to see how he interacted with the other members of the Akatsuki, and then with her. It seemed softer, kinder whenever he talked with her. Unknowingly, she was still holding his hand.

"Cause every time we touch, I feel this starting."

She swallowed, rather nervously.
She couldn't possibly tell him that she couldn't get him out of her mind? What where the odds that he couldn't get her out of his mind? Not good, or so it seemed. There was no use in falling, but then again, he'd always said her heart was her weakness. Which is exactly why she couldn't tell him. He wasn't soft, like she was. There was no possible way he thought of her that way.

Still, she had to give him an answer.
"Well, you know, it's just rather odd that we don't know much about each other. I was thinking, maybe we could, um, you know, have a talk?"

Curse feelings.
Curse blushing, which is what she was doing now. Curse averting your eyes. Curse it all! It did nothing but make her confused and disoriented. It did nothing to distract her. This was why the other members didn't involve them selves in affairs of the heart. It was, truly a weakness. But isn't that level of affection, all that we're born for? All that we truly desire in this life? Whether we want it now or not, we wanted at one point. And we'll want it again. There is no doubt that we who have not received, or searched for that love, will want it.
In the very end.

[Masuyo Uchiha]

Masuyo looked down through the darkness into Kijo's eyes, a momment of silence passed before she stood up. Masuyo could feel that the bond between them was growing, even if he didn't say anything, even if he didn't think about it he knew that the bond he shared with Kijo could end up leading to something.

For the longest time Masuyo could not get thoughts about Kijo out of his head. Whenever he would sleep he would see her face, whenever he would wake up he would see her face, all throughout the day he would see her face, it was a neverending cycle. When he touched her hand a sudden rush of feelings lanced through his body, like happiness.

"You've wanted to talk to her all day, just do it" he thought to himself.

For some odd reason Kijo was bringing out something in Masuyo that he hadn't known since his brother was alive, she was bringing out his happiness, allowing him to smile once again. Masuyo had only smiled fake smiles since his brother died, but Kijo made him smile real smiles, something that he didn't want the other akatsuki knowing. They would probably see his happiness as weakness.

"That is rather true, we do barely know each other. I would like it if we got to talk".

Nobody had ever made him feel like this. Ever since he left Sunagakure and joined with the akatsuki he threw his feelings away, so why all of a sudden do they have to come back, why after all of these accomplishments; being feared throughout the lands, being one of the most powerful Uchiha; and many other triumphant accomplishments did his feeling have to come back.

"Kijo, I don't quite understand it, but you're doing something to me"he said.

[kijo]

"Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky, they wipe away tears that I cry."

A bubbling joy.
It stared in her heart, her heart pound fast and furious against her rib cage, and flashed throughout her body, like the blood running through her veins. So sudden, so breath taking, that she wanted to pinch herself. It was like a dream. And yet, a nightmare. She didn't know how this would end. Would he feel the same, or would he simply think if her as a friend? So long as she got to be by his side, did it matter?

But so many questions.
If she was gone, would he cry? If she was hurt, would he rescue her like the knight she'd always wanted? Would he understand, and continue to be gentle with her? Would he run at her pace? Things won't always go smoothly, relationships always had bumps, that was unavoidable. But love carries the heart through all those obstacles. But love. Ah yes, love. That was the true question.

"The good, and the bad time, we've been through than more, you make me rise when I fall."

She smiled when he agreed to a talk.
Still holding his hand, she dragged him into her room, leaving the door wide open. Despite how she may feel about him, she was no where near ready to do that, though why leaving the door made her feel safer was a complete mystery. She did however led him over to her bed, picking up her head set before sitting down with her legs crossed. She smiled up at him, patting the seat next to her.

She tipped her head to the side at his next words.
A blush was faint upon her face, but her heart did flip flops when she heard that. Could it possibly be true? She tried to beat her hope down, knowing that it was rising up a bit too far. She cleared her throat, needing to know exactly what she was doing to him...That sounded odd.

"H-how so?"

[Masuyo Uchiha]

Masuyo held Kijo's hand, following her into her room. Thoughts raced through Masuyo's head like never before. His brain projected hundreds, no, thousands of images of Kijo. Suddenly everything he knew was flipping upside down, the room began to spin, and he felt like his end was drawing near. Suddenly all of these thoughts, illusions, signs of insanity left his mind, he had formed a conclusion.

"Am I in love with this woman?".

Masuyo hesitantly took a seat next to Kijo on her bed, his heart began to beat faster, more intense until he looked into her eyes. His heart cooled down, returning to a regular beat. The room stopped swaying and all he could focus on was Kijo. He could not think, or talk at the momment. The only thing he could think about was Kijo, the only thing he could say was Kijo, surely she was having some sort of effect on Masuyo.

Masuyo was usually cold and rutheless, but whenever he was with Kijo he was sweet and charming. If with one of the other akatsuki members like Hiro Masuyo would be ready to kill, but when with Kijo Masuyo was as gentile as a kitten. He listened intently as she talked, his mind racing with things to say. He knew exactly what she was did to him, but at the momment he could not speak. He hesistated for a momment, looking into her midnight blue eyes, eyes that finally gave him the courage to speak.

"Kijo, you make me think. You make me think about you night and day, but it's not only that, you've changed me. I am never the kind type, but somehow you're changing that. When I see you I smile...and smiling is something I haven't done in a long time".

Masuyo smiled a little, still looking into her eyes. Masuyo knew what he must do, he knew what he must show Kijo. Masuyo slowly closed his eyes. When he reopened them there was no trace of red in them. The once demonic red eyes had changed to an angelic light grey.

"You are the first person to see me like this in many years, this is what you are doing to me".

[kijo]

"Need you by my side."

She listened to his words.
It was all her ears could do. She watched his red eyes. It was all her own eyes could do. Her heart loved him. It was all her heart could. And truly, all she was made for. There is a moment, in everyone's life, when you realize that you've fallen. And fallen hard. And not for just anybody, for someone you could easily spend your life with. Someone you just couldn't help but love. A face you would love to see every day. The first thing you'd see whenever you wake to face the day. Some one who you want to always be there. It was a grand moment, and over powering.

Her heart flew out of her body as he continued.
Yet part of it wondered why he hadn't smiled in a while. She would make it a personal goal to make sure she not only found out, but made him smile at least once everyday. She blinked with surprise as he closed his eyes. What was he doing? When he opened them, her own widened with surprise. He had the most beautiful grey eyes. But his gesture went deeper. To her at least. He had lowered his guard completely. He was being vulnerable to her. She'd made her mind up a long time ago, but now she knew for certain.
"I love this man."

"Every time we touch, I get this feeling."

She smiled.
She knew, even though he hadn't said it out loud, she knew. He hadn't said those three words, but she knew. She knew what he meant. Her heart began to beat a steady rhythm, a new beginning. She tore her gaze away from his, and turned up the volume on her portable CD player. She hit play, and the song twinkled to a soft beginning. She rose from her bed, and held her arms out to him.

"Dance with me, Masuyo?"

It was a slow song, so a slow dance.
There was no need to be a master at slow dancing. All you really had to do was spin in a slow circle. Not like she'd let him make a fool out of himself either way. Part of her had been longing for a slow dance, but another half of her just wanted to hold him. Meanwhile, the singer began to sing the words that were in Kijo's heart.

"I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me,
I still feel your touch in my dream,
Forgive me my weakness,
But I don't know why,
Without you it's hard to survive."

[Masuyo Uchiha]

Masuyo blinked his eyes three times. He had never shown any of the other akatsuki his real eyes in fact, Masuyo had not dropped his sharingan in three years. He had dropped his sharingan as a symbol to Kijo, a symbol saying "I love you". He felt his entire body go numb after he finished blinking, hopefully she had gotten the message, hopefully she would give him a sign that she felt the same way, eve though shealready had.

Masuyo was great at telling body language, and for the entire conversation Kijo blushed and averted eye contact, he knew that he had the same effect on her that she had on him. He knew then and there that this was someone that he would charish, someone that he would never hurt, someone he would protect forever until he died.

When Kijo rose from the bd and turned on music Masuyo was honestly baffeled. He had never danced before, slow dance at that, but with Kijo with him he felt that he could. He slowly rose from the bed, walking to wear Kijo was. He wrapped his hands around her waist and began to slowly sway from side to side.

"I'm new at this you know" he joked.

Masuyo felt a flurry of feelings as he held Kijo. He could not imagine how she felt, but he had a pretty good idea. Kijo was like him in so many ways, yet different in so many others. She really did balance him out.

[kijo]

"Cause every time we touch,
I get this feeling,
And every time we kiss,
I swear I could fly,
Can't you feel my hear beat fast?
I want this to last,
Need you by my side."

She melted as she wrapped her arms around him.
It felt so right. Everything about this embrace, hug wasn't the right word, felt so right. Not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually. He was warm, and gentle, this man. He smelled, so good. His chest was hard, and she leaned her head against it as he gently swayed, her body moving in time with his. She closed her eyes, smiling. What more could she want? She had an imperfect, and yet perfect, being in her arms, what more could one wish for?

But she wanted him to know.
To make sure that there were no doubts in his mind that she was his. For as long as he lived, even if his heart blocked her out eventually, she would be his. Even if the coldness he showed to the other members was shown to her. Even if he grew to hate her, she could never bring herself to do the same. Still, she swayed, a perfect sense of serenity falling over over her heart.

"Cause every time we touch,
I feel this starting,
And every time we kiss,
I reach for the sky,
Can't you feel my heart beat slow?
I can't let you go,
Want you in my life."

She giggled lightly at his joke.

"That's alright, you don't have to be perfect, unstoppable, or made of stone...I...love you no matter how you act."

And it was true, she did.
Even when he acted like a pompous jack ass, she loved him. Her heart was whole, and the only thing she desired was for his heart to feel as whole, as complete as hers did right now. She was still swaying when an idea came to her. He didn't have his Sharingan active.

She leaned her head back, looking up into his eyes with a smile.
Before he could open his mouth to say anything, she rose to her tippy toes, crashing her lips onto his.

(sorry for power playing a bit there, I'll change it if you want.)

[Hiroshi Suzune]

(OOC: Just an annoying little short one-post. xDD)


Hiro smirked as he stood there, listening to their words. He leaned his camera over to the edge, and heard the satisfying soft click. Jackpot. He snickered as he snuck away, back to his room.

(I'm sorry. I had too. xDDD)

[Masuyo Uchiha]

((OOc: Nah, it's alright, both of you))


Masuyo met Kijo's lips in a collision of pure ecstasy. He stood there, tightly holding on to her hips, his lips locked with hers. Everything seemed to slow down as he kissed Kijo. All of his troubles, imperfections, crimes, evil deeds, killings, all of them had suddenly been blown away from his mind.

After a long minute Masuyo drew back, his charming grey eyes looking deep into Kijo's alluring blue eyes. Everything seemed to come to a sudden stop for Masuyo. He could not hear anything, his thoughts. Seemed to fly away from his mind, once again he could not talk, and he couldn't even remember his name. Kijo had become his, something he was proud to say, something he would shout to the heavens if he had to.

Masuyo held Kijo for a long momment before he finally let go and took a step towards the door. Before leaving the room he turned back to Kijo, he had a straight face and his sharingan was still not activated.

"You have my heart, and that will never change" he said as he walked out of the room.