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This is my very first fic, please review and tell me what you think c:
Also, remember that this is rated M! Meaning there is some language and scenes some of you might... y'know, not appreciate? Well, you have been warned I guess? Hehe.
Have fun reading.

Heavenly Husband.

By Shushy.

He was drunk and completely out of his mind. Practically shouting and laughing without worry, his face was of a bright shade of red, nearly the same dark bloody red as her hair.

She rested her head on the wooden table, looking at him with a bored expression. This sort of scene wasn't uncommon in her life; she was after all... his most trusted employee. It was practically part of her job now. But she ought to admit, that bastard was going at it a bit too far...

"Kuuushhiiinaaaa!" He giggled ridiculously, a glass of whisky in his hand and a strand of her hair in the other. She blinked for a moment, completely unfazed by his awkward behaviour.

"What is it?" She sighed, not bothering to look at him. The middle-aged man grinned and kissed her strand of hair lovingly, his face still red from all the alcohol he drank. The red-head lifted an eyebrow, quizzically looking at her boss.

"Won't you stay with me for toniiight?" He whined, slamming his head on the table in the process, attempting to imitate her. Her brows furrowed as she slapped his hand away, making him release one of her bloody locks.

"Boss, you're drunk." She stated the obvious, slowly lifting her head up, "It's time for you to go home already."

"But I want to stay with youuuu!" His eyes got teary real quick as he started sniffling quietly. His body was reeking of sweat and alcohol, making her cringe rather obviously. She understood why her colleagues didn't want to go out with him from time to time, that guy was a living skunk.

Kushina slowly lifted her hand, catching the attention of a waiter who just passed by. Once he was close enough, she asked him politely for a bottle of water. Seeing how drunk he was, he needed that much.

"Once you finish your meal, we'll be heading back." She spoke calmly, looking at her watch and noticed it was nearly midnight. She didn't like it when she was late; it stopped her from doing many things. Her pet fox was at home too, and she needed to feed the poor lil' guy soon. He was already skinny enough; she didn't want him to lose any more pounds.

The waiter came back after about a minute with a bottle of cold fresh water. She thanked him and started pouring it in a plain glass, making sure it would be full enough to sober him up a bit. When he was drunk, he was the horniest, most disgusting pig she had ever seen. She was practically holding herself from punching him to death.

The red-head handed him over the glass of fresh crystal water, "Here. Drink." She furrowed her brows, determined to go back home as soon as possible.

Her boss took the glass and started sniffing it, then slammed it back on the table; making a loud noise.

"I don't drink water," he stubbornly pouted. Kushina's eyes widened in anger.

"You're going to drink it." She insisted, clearly not amused. The balding man threw her a look, a small smile appearing in the corner of his thin lips.

"Why the rush?" He teased, "It's no biggie if we end up going late to work tomorrow..." he grabbed her hand and noticed how long and thin her fingers were compared to his, who were thick, large and sweaty. Kushina immediately felt disgusted by the sudden contact.

"I'm the boss, so I'll be sure to cover up your attendance this morning. What do you say?"

She remained quiet; her eyes followed the way his fingers traced small hearts on the palm of her hand. She gnawed the inside of her jaw, knowing what'll happen next.

"Sir... please, stop this." She warned, already feeling the heat on her face. She REALLY hated being touched like that, it made her feel uncomfortable. Sadly, her boss was too drunk to notice that.

"Poor thing... yesterday was your 28th birthday too, huh?" He whispered, still smiling. Kushina's eyes widened yet again, this time from shock.

"You knew—"

"Of course I knew, my dear Kushina." He squeezed her hand tightly, "I've been observing you ever since you started working for our company. You always looked like the strong type, though." He chuckled, "So intimidating..."

The red-head bit her lip, this wasn't going very well...

"You never dated as well." He took her hand and kissed it gently, "A beautiful woman like you, a virgin... how sad."

Kushina gritted her teeth, "Sir, let go."

"Don't worry, dearest." He rubbed her hand on his cheek, "Nobody cares about you, but it's still not the end of the world. We both know you need this."

The fuck is he trying to pull?!

"Kushina..." he whispered, caressing her arm; "My sweet sweet Kushina... You're so lonely, aren't you? Admit it, even a strong independent woman like you needs the comfort of a man."

She had enough of his endless blabbering, and what's worse were how true his words were. Her being stubborn was a good thing at times, but it didn't mean she couldn't have been knocked out of her senses eventually.

Kushina pulled her hand away, leaving a yearning look on her boss's face. The shorter man whined rather obviously, still sweating like a pig. The red-head shook her head and decided to leave him be, she didn't feel like escorting him home tonight.

"I'm going." She said suddenly, standing up while grabbing her purse. The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and took another sip of whisky. Then, without warning; he grabbed her by the wrist. Making her suddenly halt.

"Let... GO!" She hissed, trying to get away from his deadly grip. For the first time, he became so persistent. Normally, he'd snap out of it and apologize immediately after. She wouldn't have thought he'd ever become so desperate. The only reason she accepted to grab a few glasses with him was to make sure he didn't do anything stupid when drunk.

"I've been going through harsh times, Kushina." He looked sad for a split second, "I really need to be consoled. Just for a night, I want you to be with me..."

He stood up and hugged her waist, desperate.

"Wha—"

"The Company is slowly going bankrupt, my wife wants a divorce and my little girl won't even look at me! I need this! Just for tonight!"

"No way! Stop!" She tried to push him as gently as possible, not wanting to break his neck while doing so. But that thought crumbled by itself the moment he squeezed her butt, practically drooling on her waist.

"Just one night... one single night is all I'd ask..." He pleaded, still caressing her behind. This was going way too far, and Kushina couldn't hold back any longer.

"FUCK YOU!" She shouted and kicked him on the face, hard enough to throw him on the other side of the bar. Frightening a few costumers in the process. A table fell on his back, possibly injuring him seriously. The red-head started to pant, hands clenched in anger.

All eyes rested on the tall woman. The room that was previously silent started to get filled with unwanted whispers, possibly throwing out one or two rumours about her.

Kushina gulped, immediately cursing at herself. Sure, she knew she wasn't particularly sweet when it came to dealing with stubborn assholes, but it wasn't to a point where people would start fearing her.

"Heartless bitch..."

"Red-hot habanero..."

"More like a demon if you'd ask me..."

"Attention whore."

Those sentences filled the room quicker than it should have. For a moment, she felt like crying; but quickly stopped the tears from pouring out. It wasn't the time to act weak.

I'll get fired for sure... she thought bitterly as she exited the bar, head held up high and back straight. The tall red-head left without giving the other customers a second glance.

She called for a taxi the moment she stepped out, not feeling well after the sudden turn of events. Not only was her career at risk but also her reputation. Things were going awfully bad tonight, and the alcohol barely managed to the effect.

Kushina entered the car quietly, her face practically pale. The driver took a quick glance at her, already knowing who she was. He threw her a small yet comforting smile.

"Had a rough day?" He asked politely with a somewhat interesting accent, which she had trouble figuring out. Kushina smiled pitifully, looking at her now aching feet, kicking out the heels.

"More like a rough week..." she snorted.

"Where should I take you?"

She looked at the bar for a split second through the window; people were trying to help her boss back up. He looked rather furious and pained. A small chuckle escaped her lips at the scene, "Serves you right, asshole..." she muttered to no one apparently.

"So...?" The driver was waiting, lifting a curious eyebrow at the red-head. She smiled and shrugged.

"Anywhere but this place."

"Alright..." He smiled in amusement and began the tour of the city.

"Thank you, sorry I took your time." She spoke softly, handing him over the money. The driver smiled sweetly at her, "Don't mention it, helping people is also part of my job."

Kushina smiled as well, happy the world wasn't becoming as tough as she thought it to be. Good people still existed indeed.

She stepped out of the car, barefooted. Those high heels really did the trick in hurting her, but they were good practise when you needed to straighten up when walking. She smiled yet another time at the driver, and turned; ready to enter her apartment complex until he suddenly called out to her.

"You know, you shouldn't lose hope yet. This world offers much more than you can think of."

The red-head turned, a bit startled. He continued talking.

"Have faith in yourself," he grinned, "You're a good woman, and you deserve the very best."

"That's pretty flattering," she blinked, smiling in return, "But I think the world got tired of me after all these years." The red-head sighed, but kept her smile regardless.

"I'm still happy though, thank you for your concern. See you!" She walked away, the driver still looking at her.

"That's good..." he whispered, his eyes on the road.

Then, out of the blue...

"Happy Birthday, Kushina."

Her eyes widened in shock.

"How did you—" She turned spontaneously, only but to see an empty street.

She stared at the road for a good couple of minutes, confused about the sudden turn of events. Then finally, shook her head.

I seriously need a break, all of this work is starting to make me hallucinate. She thought bitterly.

The inside of her apartment was pretty cozy and neat. While it had a certain feminine aura, the colors were pretty plain and masculine. With one large living room, a kitchen and two spare rooms for her to walk around freely on. Her pet fox, Kurama; lifted its head up in surprise and joy. Happily making his way towards his master. Kushina chuckled and took the little thing in her arms.

"Oh my poor little baby..." She caressed his fur gently, "You must've been hungry, I'm sorry I was late today. I had to... deal with some urgent business."

Kurama tilted his head quizzically, but kept licking her face regardless. The tall red-headed woman smiled as she stood up, her little foxy friend still in her arms.

Kushina made her way towards the kitchen and opened the fridge with her free hand. She felt like eating yesterday's strawberry birthday cake. Sweets always did the trick when she was either pissed or sad. After grabbed the large plate and putting it on the table, Kushina let Kurama free and opened a cupboard, taking some canned meat.

The little fox's tail tapped on the floor playfully, waiting for his long awaited meal. The red-head hummed an unknown melody as she took a small plate and poured the can's contains on it. When it looked presentable enough, she rested it on the ground; watching Kurama eat it eagerly.

Kushina hugged her knees, crouching. This was practically routine for her, coming back home after a long day of work, feeding Kurama, mourning until dawn, and going back to work again and vice versa... nothing would change, nothing.

"Y'know, I thought a lot about it... actually..." She slowly whispered, looking at her little fox chewing on his meal. She figured he wouldn't listen, but still kept speaking.

"Maybe it's true; maybe I am trying to act tough. My colleagues keep getting married, settling down somewhere... happily building their own family, while I'm here... just, running around with drunkards in an endless cycle of b.s."

Kurama stopped eating his food for a moment, looking at his master quietly. He had the sixth sense to feel the atmosphere and understand a few things, especially when it concerned Kushina. The little beast was pretty smart, surprisingly.

"I already gave up on romance the moment I stepped foot in a high school," She started petting his head, "The key to success is knowledge, I've been told that since my childhood. It's how I lived and how I intend to move on, the rest doesn't matter."

She smiled, "They had a divorce and went their separate ways... I've been taken to my grandmother's house, and lived there for as long as I could remember. I don't think I ever saw my parents after that, they didn't even bother visiting me."

"The 'perfect man' doesn't exist..." Kushina closed her eyes, scratching Kurama behind the ear, "They're all the same... horny idiots who only seek comfort between a woman's legs instead of the woman herself."

Her little fox started licking her fingertips in an attempt to cheer her up, Kushina chuckled at the sight. Pulling the small creature in for a hug.

"I'm glad I found you that day..." She whispered, kissing him on the head. Kurama remained quiet, licking her on the chin. Whenever she was drunk, she had the habit to talk about the past, regretting a few of her choices as well.

Kushina sighed and let Kurama go, he needed to eat. Slowly yet carefully, the red-headed woman stood up and made her way towards her cake. There were a few slices left, just about enough to cheer up for the night. Taking a plate from the cupboard and a fork, Kushina started eating a slice with mild interest.

Though it did taste good, it wasn't enough. Everything tasted bitter when she was in such a state.

Fuck it. After tonight's events, I'm 100% sure I'll lose my job. Better try and find a new one soon.

She made her way towards the living room, her slice of cake still at hand and sat on her couch. Exhaustion written all over her face.

Life is so tiring, ttebane. She took another bite out of her cake, enjoying it while it lasted.

Kushina thought for a moment, looking at her window. Was she really that lonely? It's true that... at some point, she had to settle down and find herself a man. A man sane enough to accept her, who had all the qualities she asked for. But she said it herself, the perfect man doesn't exist.

She finished her slice of cake faster than usual and went in the kitchen to start cleaning up. Kurama was also done with his food and went to take a nap, she smiled and shook her head slowly; the little mischievous fox earned his sleep after all. Waiting for his master until midnight was an accomplishment.

After finishing everything, she stripped out of her working clothes and wore her comfy dark green pyjamas and went in the bathroom to brush her teeth. She had to face the wrath of her boss tomorrow, and perhaps getting humiliatingly fired.

"Still better than to spend a night with him," she rolled her eyes and jumped on her bed, sighing in happiness. Without second thoughts, she glanced once more outside of her window, looking at the beautiful night sky. It was the first time she was able to see so many stars, it somehow pleased her.

"It must be nice... having someone to understand you..." she muttered to herself, "I'd like to experience that, if only for a little while."

For a split second, she thought she saw a yellow flash on the night sky. A shooting star.
The red-headed woman blinked sleepily, tired of her day at work; and then whispered.

"The perfect married life... I'd like to try it out... just this once..."

Then fell into a deep slumber.

Little did she know, Kurama was awake, and listened to her every word.

The sun shone brightly, illuminating her room to its fullest. Kushina was in the most awkward of positions, her mouth completely wide open with drool escaping her lips. She had the best dream in ages, and of course... it involved food.

"Mhmm, Ramen... yes... gimme' some more!" She moaned, taking whatever object was in front of her and chewing it rather loudly. What she grabbed though, appeared to be rough and... strong?

She opened her eyes lazily, still chewing on the unknown object. It tasted salty, and was warm to the touch... smooth as well.

... what the... She rubbed her closed eyelids and inspected the object a bit carefully. After blinking a good dozens of times, she noticed it wasn't an object... but an arm.

Her brows furrowed as she touched it a bit carefully, yes... it was truly an arm. Gulping, the red-head looked up, hesitantly... and saw the unthinkable.

A man, possibly about her age; or younger... was sleeping soundly on her bed. With spiky blond hair and a lightly tanned skin. His eyelashes were long, making him look a tiny bit feminine, and had the most god-like physique she had ever seen.

Kushina remained there, completely paralyzed at the sight. He didn't seem to be wearing anything underneath the blankets, which was... bad. Good thing she still had her P-J's on, otherwise she would have thought something happened during yesterday night.

The young man was resting soundly, as if he was floating. He looked so peaceful and angelic it nearly blew her mind.

Who... What... where... She couldn't even gather the words in her head. Everything happened too fast for her liking, she didn't even remember clearly what happened yesterday. She could had done literally anything. No, scratch that... THEY could have DONE ANYTHING.

"Oh god, oh god... oh fuck!" She jumped out of the bed, peeking underneath the sheets to see if there was any signs of blood. Luckily, none of them were found. She sighed in relief and glanced at the gorgeous stranger.

Gulping, Kushina approached him, resting her knees on the bed. He looked so peaceful she almost felt bad for waking him up, but didn't have the choice. She needed to go to work, and leaving him in the bed all alone in her house wasn't a bright idea.

Hesitantly, the tall red-headed woman started poking him on the cheek. He twitched for a moment, then lifted his arm to push away whatever annoyance was attempting to wake him up. Good thing she had the reflexes.

Again, she poked him on the cheek, a bit stubbornly now, making the spiky blond groan. Upon hearing that, she backed away, startled.

The man blinked his eyes open, revealing a bright cerulean color. She gaped at him, amazed by how... heavenly he looked.

Yawning, the spiky blond stretched on the bed, paying no mind to Kushina's rather obvious staring. Once that was done, he tilted his head, smiling boyishly at her.

"Good morning," he greeted softly, with the most soothing voice she had ever listened to.

Kushina stiffened, "G-G-G-Good... M-morning..." she stuttered, feeling the heat invade her cheeks.

"Slept well?" He asked politely. The red-head couldn't believe her eyes and ears. He was talking to her so casually, despite it possibly being their first meeting. Was she really that drunk? To the point where she'd invite a random stranger in her bed? Sure... he was devilishly handsome but...

"Who are you?" She whispered, backing away slowly. The blond tilted his head, confused. Kushna gritted her teeth.

"I said," she hissed; dangerously searching for an object to defend herself with, "Who ARE you?!"

He blinked twice, as if she just asked the obvious. "Huh?"

"DON'T FOOL ME!" She started throwing a few pots at his direction, aiming for the head. The spiky blond, however; had amazing reflexes; and so managed to dodge them with ease.

"I don't remember EVER inviting you in!" She continued throwing random things at him, practically glaring at the spiky blond without further reason. He jumped out of the bed, covering his naked body with the white sheets.

"What are you saying?!" He tried to speak and dodge at the same time, "You and I got married yesterday! Don't you remember?!"

She suddenly stopped throwing things at him, "Eh?"

The mysterious man peeked from behind the bed, then slowly stood up; showing her the pretty silver ring on his finger. Kushina blinked, then lifted her hand; only but to see the same ring on hers as well.

"See? We're husband and wife, you and I." He spoke softly, Kushina couldn't believe her eyes.

The words casually left her mouth.

"What... the... hell..."

To Be Continued!

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