Neji's Romance

Journeys end in lovers meeting

After having said good night to Hinata, Kagame sat on her bed, unable to sleep and restless, her alcohol fuelled brain conjuring up images and feelings she had worked so hard to suppress.

As if she had made up her mind in a flash, she pushed herself up off her bed and, without so much as a moment's hesitation stumbled out of her room, onto the wooden walkway that connected the rooms, heading straight for Neji's room.

Of course she had its location burned into her brain. Once she reached his door she purposefully reached out and slid open the door. It rattled open with a much louder bang than she had planned, but there he was, lying there, his face resting in such a peaceful expression, one that he was usually devoid of during his waking hours. His usually immaculate hair was spread around him in a mass, but this only made him seem cuter to her.

A small voice in the back of her mind told her that this was ridiculous. She was a strong independent woman, who would never do this, but this voice was quickly beaten back by a much louder roar of desire. He had just turned in his sleep and the blanket covering him had slipped off his bare chest, causing the small amount of light in the room to highlight his perfect body.

She walked towards him, mesmerized by the unusual peaceful look in his face. Kagame was so busy staring at his sleeping form, that she did not notice the crumpled bedding until her feet caught on it. She slammed down, barely catching herself before she smacked into Neji's face , pain exploding from her forehead as they collided.

Neji woke with a start as he felt a sharp pain that shocked him out of his sleep. His first instinct was to roll over on his side, he tried to leap out of bed, but got caught in his own bedding and slammed with a resounding smack into the floor. He froze, hearing a badly stifled giggle from the other side of his bed. Looking around he caught sight of Kagame kneeling beside his bed, one of her long fingered hands holding onto her forehead as she blinked owlishly up at him. He instantly felt a rush of embarrassment as he realised he was wearing his boxers with the heart shaped print on them, in pink and white, a gift from his cousin Hinata.

The look on his face was so endearing, she could hardly restrain herself, and her new alcoholised alter-ego told her she did not have to. Moving faster than she thought possible in her inebriated state, it was now or never.

Her lips connected with his, hungrily pressing down, feeling the softness, the warmth of them beneath hers. Since their shared kiss in the forest, it had been all she could think about, and she had often found herself daydreaming about the sensation.

This time however, the smell of forest and sweat was replaced by that of soap and fresh bedding. Of course she had added a few things during her imaginations. She could hardly believe it, here was her chance, she could make them real. She hesitated a bit when she felt him pull away from her contact, and she let out an involuntary moan of disappointment, which changed his disposition.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tightly, suddenly returning her kiss with as much heat as hers. Her moan turned form one of disappointment to one of enjoyment and together they sank down onto the floor, removing each other's clothing with desperate haste, exploring each inch of skin that was exposed with each fluttering piece of cloth. She felt her fingers tremble as Neji's warmth radiated into her, his scent flowing over her as their limbs entangled, every possible connection that could be made, they made, and this night, she and Neji became one.

Dawn crested over the tress that surrounded the village, illuminating the dark greens of the trees, slowly changing them to luminescent greens. The first rays dancing into the room, falling onto the mussed bed, on which two figures lay entangled with one another in deep, satisfied slumber.

Kagame shifted slowly, smiling in happiness as her gaze sharpened fully on Neji's sleeping face. The same peace as before lay on him. Her feelings of happiness started slipping from her as a strong feeling of trepidation crept up from the bottom of her stomach.

She had been quite drunk last night, and in her mind she felt that she might have just overwhelmed Neji, rather than let him make up his mind by himself, and now that she had satisfied his needs, he might just push her aside.

She lowly pushed herself up, and quietly started moving towards the door, when her arm jerked back sharply and she was stopped in her tracks. Neji had reached out and had grabbed her hand, having been woken by the absence of her presence by his side, he looked sheepishly up at her from the blankets. He pulled her gently back, wrapping his arms tightly around her, resting his head on hers, pressing a soft kiss into her hair. All of her trepidation flushed out of her, Neji felt more than just one night's gratification, and though the future for them was unclear, she found that the things that had bothered her about her past were slowly vanishing.

Here she was at home.

Here she was safe.