37. The Next Chapter (Part 1)

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PREVIOUSLY: (In the cells): Eyes glowed crimson-gold as fox ears and tails splayed behind the tall guardian, whipping behind him with frustration. A deep sound growled out at me, "You tell me if it's real or not." The one known to me as Kyuubi spat out before I saw a protective hand laid on his arm, his eyes flashing once more before dimming to a low burn like fireplace embers as I felt a harsh burn and saw the crimson flare through the thread around my wrist, I followed it back to see that it did join with both of theirs though the link between the pair outside the bars was much stronger than theirs to me or mine to them. "Fine, let's say I believe you. Itachi-un if I agree to not run can you get me out of here while we three talk about it, un? And is there anything to eat here? I'm starving, un."

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After the group hug (upstairs)
Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto's P.O.V.

Kakashi ran his hands through his silver hair and felt his new ears again. I stroked them softly, the fur under my fingertips was silky and soft - just the same as most animals ears are. Experimenting I gently applied pressure while stroking them and felt him shiver involuntarily, I bumped my lover with my shoulder raising an eyebrow when our eyes met and winked at him knowingly. I saw a blush begin to creep up his neck. "You're pretty when you blush," I murmured understanding he would hear me clearly. "Let's get out of here, yeah?" My reply was the slightest of a nod before I shunshined us out of the room to his old apartment's living room, not that there was anything except the barest of furnishings here since we'd moved everything in seals to our new home at the Namikaze-Uzumaki Estate.

Hopefully we'd earned a couple of hours alone since I just wanted to cuddle with my soon to be husband, mourning the loss of another kit. When would this bullshit end? " 'Kashi? We... we lost another kit," speaking quietly I held his hand tightly in mine, a sad smile crossing his face before he gathered me in his arms, "I know baby, I know. You want to chill here for a while? Any ideas on what you want to do?" Wrapping my arms around his waist I hugged him tightly to me. "After this, can we... I know it's probably too early and... but... can... can we try again? I want a big family, with you, 'Kashi." I wasn't sure if he'd heard me since my face was buried into his shoulder and my voice was totally muffled. 

His large hands rubbed my shoulder blades, carefully leveraging my upper body off his own he kissed me, his lips barely touching mine like a butterfly landing on a flower. "Naru, I would do anything for you; I would even leave Konoha with you if you asked me to. Of course we can try again baby. I want to have a big family with you too, then our babies won't grow up alone without having family around them." Soft lips touched mine. "I would do anything for you my Love, you have me wrapped around your little finger." This time I drew him back to me, kissing him deeply I showed him how much his words had meant to me. Our make out session could have lasted five minutes or five hours but time, for just a moment, time stood still for us.

It was only the two of us in that moment, together. 

Lips caressed, tongues danced with and probed each other, our hands mapping each others bodies all over again. His dexterous fingers dancing over my skin leaving goosebumps in their wake, strong hands pulling me closer and pressing our heated bodies together so there is no space between us. Kakashi's actions are slow and deliberate to give me time to tell him no or to back away if I didn't want him to love me. My own hands clutched at him and squeezing his firm ass, grabbing his hips and grinding my body on his, moaning at the friction of his hardening member pressing on mine. "'Kashi, please, I-I need you." Fingers gripping urgently at the bottom of his shirt tugging it up and off over his silver hair discarding it carelessly on the floor repeating the action with the bright oversized orange shirt I was wearing. 

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