Sundance

11. Salmiak (Izuna)

The rain was pouring.

If I'd had normal clothes, they would have become soaked and stick to my body. It didn't matter now, because I still hadn't changed out of my white latex suit that was sticky to begin with.

I held my arms around myself, trying to stay warm, more like an instinct than because I was actually freezing; I wasn't conscious about anything other than the heat in my soul.

I need to find him... I need to find him NOW!

"Izuna! You were great!"

"Can't talk right now!" I panted and moved on.

"Izuna!!"

"Later!!"

"Fantastic!"

"Leave me alone!!"

I knew my sense of panic was irrational, but I couldn't help it. In that moment, it was as natural to me as breathing. The wind pulled my hair. I released my updo, shoved my fingers through it, catching my breath. The trailer park was buzzing with people, of literally everyone but him.

The tent!! He will still be at the tent!!

I ran back.

He wasn't there. I went back to the trailer park. Was he in his trailer? I went towards it, but it was dark inside. I approached carefully anyway, the rain hammering my face.

"Tobirama..." I whispered, inaudible in the wind. My heart was pounding. "Tobirama..."

"Got you!!"

He pushed me into the side of the trailer using his entire body. I moaned. He immediately grabbed my hair, pushed my head back.

And kissed me.

It was all so sudden, I hadn't had the time to even take a breath.

His mouth was warm, hot, wet, hungry for me and for my taste. The heat between us turned into steam in the rain, fizzed and crackled around us. He licked my lips. I licked at his tongue. I had grabbed his sweater and was pulling him to me. He was pressing his groin against mine.

"Fucking hell, Izuna", he breathed. "What was that?"

I moaned pathetically. I knew he was talking about my performance.

He grabbed my hand, braided our fingers together, pulled me to the door of his trailer which he opened to let us in. When he turned the lights on, I could see it was a simple home, a small bed with soft, white sheets and a wooden frame taking up most of the space, a small but modern little kitchen most of the rest. He closed the door behind us, kissed me softly again. We parted, looked at each other. He was drenched, his wet hair hanging over his eyes, his blue eyeliner and red stripes smudged. His grey eyes were piercing mine on the wall behind me. I was so horny I couldn't breathe.

"Can I borrow your bathroom?" I whispered into his mouth; I needed to calm down.

"Of course."

I went to his clean little bathroom, pulled my fingers through my hair in a desperate attempt to fix it, but it seemed it fruitless. My black performance makeup was halfway down my face. That was a lost case as well. Instead, I grabbed the zipper in my neck and unzipped my bodysuit, stepped out of it. Drenched in rain, I was shivering, but I had a feeling that would be fixed in no time at all.

I took a deep breath, gave myself some time before I walked out again. Tobirama stood exactly where I had left him, still dressed. I clambered up on the bed, turned so I had my backside to him, bent forwards.