Bonsoir, dear readers! I have decided to up my greetings so I'm doing different languages. It's a French "Good evening/night" today because I love French (took 2 years of classes but still can't form legible sentences) and technically when i uploaded this, it was nighttime so...

Anyways, I bet u guys are amazed at how fast I updated this time, yeah? Me too! (i've decided ur answer is yes) And guess what? Readers: "What?" Me: "Know that not-over-1000words problem i was having? FIXED IT! Yes, that's right. Even without the author's note, this is over a thousand words! Yay!" :D

So this is Kamanosuke's side of the story. I'm hoping the side plots aren't too annoying...I'm going to be shipping other couples in this story, just to let u know...Things are kinda falling into place now.

WARNING: My warning for this one is the absolute insane-ness (that a word?) that has taken over my pervy mind. It's kinda kinky, but i wouldn't really go so far as to call it that. Not really hard-core M either...just...insane...Now that u have been warned (not really) proceed!

As usual, I own nothing but the plot.

Enjoy~

Kamanosuke slumped against a rock that was just tall enough to hide him from view. A shaking hand brushed his disheveled hair from his face. He slid down against the rock, his bare back stinging from the friction, and curled into himself.

Crap. Crap. Crap crap crap!

His hands tore at his hair, white teeth worrying his already-swollen bottom lip until it bled.

Idiot! Kamanosuke, you giant idiot! You've really done it this time! I can't believe you-

He ceased attacking his hair, and his hands slowly drifted to his lower stomach. His eyes held a faraway look.

I-

A warmth spread through him as he recalled what had happened...how his body had done what it did...how he'd loved the feel of those hands and the rumble of that voice as it growled promises- oh, such pleasurable promises. He had loved it all. He could still feel his body buzzing from its previous activities. He had been very vocal -he recalled with embarassment- during their...exercise.

He felt a sudden tingling in his abdomen, like his insides had just been zapped with a low voltage of electricity. Curious, he looked down to inspect the area when he felt a jolt of pleasure. He barely held back the moan as he glanced at his chest where he'd felt the jolt. His brows furrowed as he saw nothing. I was sure I felt something. But there's nothing! There's just my hair in the way and-...say what?

His eyes widened in shock as he realized it was the tendrils of his hair that he felt. A few magenta strands had brushed against his exposed now-pert nipple and caused the pleasure spike. But I'm not that sensitive! Not even last night!

What's going on with me?

As he continued to ponder on his abrupt sensitivity, he started to feel so many sensations he hadn't noticed before...the pressure of the rock on his back, the uneven texture of the ground beneath him...Crap, why do these rocks feel so good?

Kamanosuke didn't even realize he had been slowly rubbing his butt on the rocky ground beneath him until he felt a sharp protrusion on his entrance the size of a small pear. Holy crap.

He immediately froze as he was just about to start humping the rock. What the hell?!

His eyes widened further as he saw how aroused he was. Shit. It was probably from the rough texture of his pants- which right now he wished didn't have considering how hard he'd gotten- and the foreplay with the stones. Oh, something was seriously wrong with him.

He felt like he was a living nerve. Every breeze, every pebble, every strand of hair further contributed to his pleasured body to the point of driving him insane...And there was that delicious buzzing in his ears. He couldn't make sense of the sound, but it was doing wonders, or horrors more like, to his body. It was as if the wind had carried a sound imperceptible to everything but his body. The buzzing got louder and seemed to be reaching a climax- the intensity causing Kamanosuke to roll his eyes back and pant- when, as abruptly as it started, it stopped as if the source had suddenly been struck down.

Kamanosuke let out a loud gasp, the release from his sensitivity similar to a sexual climax, and struggled to get his breath back. He remained motionless for a time, greatly perplexed by this bizarre event. He had never felt such pleasure, although last night's endeavors certainly came close. Now that he thought about it, the feeling was similar, if not but a more diluted version.

Is this why I did the things I did? It sounds possible, but it changes nothing. Saizo and I have-

His hands slowly rubbed his hips. He could see the beginnings of bruises in the shape of fingers- fingers from his hands. He still ached from the rough- almost violent- instrusions on his body...but it was a sweet ache. He could remember how Saizo's head had bobbed up and down between his legs, moving faster with each of his cries. He could still feel his hands between his thighs, his breath teasing his need, his tongue-

Stop! Kamanosuke...just- ..stop.

A heavy feeling settled in his gut, and he couldn't get rid of it. In fact, it got heavier with each passing second. Why did he feel this way? Why did he do such things? I don't even like Saizo-

...no. That's not right...It's not that I don't like him...I just-

Instinctively, he looked up, unable to stop the action but simply knowing that he must.

Saizo stood not too far from him. He looked out of breath, like he had just ran around looking for something.

The heavy feeling doubled.

"S-Saizo," he rasped.

The other simply gazed at him for a moment, taking note of his puffy eyes, flushed face, and slight trembling of his form.

"Kamanosuke."

That one word, his name, was spoken in an emotionless voice. Saizo's face was equally emotionless.

Somehow it broke him out of his trance, and Kamanosuke stood, legs a little unsteady but his features determined.

Saizo, recognizing the familiar fire from the wind ninja, spoke first.

"Look, Kamanosuke-"

Was that regret in his voice? Was he going to apologize?

"It's okay," Kamanosuke interrupted. There was no way he was going to let him finish that humiliating apology. Kamanosuke's pride wouldn't let him.

The feeling was so heavy now.

"It's fine. I'm fine. I get it. I honestly don't know what came over me...but I don't...not to you...at least...it's not- It's not like I wanted it- no...I just didn't mean for it to- I- It's not like that, okay? So don't worry about it. It won't happen again."

Saizo watched Kamanosuke fumble through an explanation. With each word, he grew angrier and angrier...he didn't know why though.

At the end of the red-head's ramble, he was downright pissed. He wanted to hit something so badly...preferably something that bled.

He grit his teeth, fists clenching, and calmed himself. It wouldn't do him any good to punch Kamanosuke. The twerp had just apologized after all...for what Saizo didn't know...and yet he did. He supposed their unexpected coupling should have bothered him...but not as much, apparently, as it bothered Kamanosuke.

So with great effort, Saizo uttered a simple "Fine", turned on his heels, and left before his anger could take itself out on the nearest living outlet around.

Kamanosuke watched the taller ninja leave, and an unfamiliar pain bloomed in his chest.

It's alright. It's fine.

Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Flames? All can be filed into a review that would be much appreciated by me. I felt that this chapter was kind of confusing on some parts, and I would be happy to answer any questions you guys might have so feel free...

Thank you for all the reviews so far!

Side Notes:

Were u disappointed with the lack of the actual deed? You pervy readers, you! Couldn't write it folks. My muse of drama has kicked out anything else. At least I have a bit of lime (or is it lemon?) in there right?

whad'ya think of the 'almost rock sex'? Sorry, Kamanosuke, it just happened! I honestly don't know what came over me...X3

Loves~