Izumi Squeaked At The Feeling Of , And She Instinctively Places Her Hands On Keitaros Chest, The Pads

Izumi squeaked at the feeling of 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌, and she instinctively places her hands on Keitaro’s chest, the pads of her fingers delicately tracing the 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 embedded into his skin.

“K-Keitaro…”

For once in her life, the Uchiha was speechless. There was hardly ever a time where she couldn’t speak her truth or have her feelings known. But this 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, was stirring up feelings and thoughts that Izumi was unfamiliar with.

Without a second thought, she hooked her arms around the samurai’s neck and pressed her lips against his, her eyes fluttering to a close.

Izumi tilted her head in slight confusion, unaware of how erotic her words had sounded.

“T-tease? Me?”

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips linger near her ear and plant a kiss to the sensitive skin of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at his electric touch, forcing her body against his. Skin to skin.

“W-well, you are… Very handsome and you have an especially kind heart. So, to answer your question… I-I would have to say yes, Keitaro.”

She inhaled deeply, wondering exactly what the samurai, as well as herself, was thinking. Was he attracted to her too, even if he couldn’t see her? Why was she so fascinated by him? Why did she want to get closer? It was like her body was reacting faster than her brain, which is not ideal for a shinobi. In the moment, though, Izumi didn’t care.

@sasori-rp Awww look at you! So adorable! Already an artist at such a young age~

Day LXVII !

ep 27 · He is so cute🙁

Izumi tilted her head in slight confusion, unaware of how erotic her words had sounded.

“T-tease? Me?”

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips linger near her ear and plant a kiss to the sensitive skin of her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at his electric touch, forcing her body against his. Skin to skin.

“W-well, you are… Very handsome and you have an especially kind heart. So, to answer your question… I-I would have to say yes, Keitaro.”

She inhaled deeply, wondering exactly what the samurai, as well as herself, was thinking. Was he attracted to her too, even if he couldn’t see her? Why was she so fascinated by him? Why did she want to get closer? It was like her body was reacting faster than her brain, which is not ideal for a shinobi. In the moment, though, Izumi didn’t care.

Izumi blinked a few times, mentally slapping herself for being so foolish.

“Think, Izumi. Think!” Her inner monologue practically shouted at her as she reached for Keitaro’s hands and guided them towards her body.

“Here, I’ll put your hands on my shoulders and you can turn me around when you’re ready.”

She hummed happily once his hands were securely on her shoulders, a shy smile tugging on her lips.

This was a whole new experience for the female Uchiha. If her Mother knew that she was at a bath-house with a complete stranger, she would lose her mind, even though Izumi was an adult. Her Mother was strict, to say the least, and still acted as if her daughter was a mere child. Alas, Izumi did her own thing and was authentically herself. And right now, she was captivated by the kind-natured samurai in his birthday suit standing behind her.

Izumi sighed in relief once the tension in the air faded into a more comfortable one. Seeing the trio return to their normal selves felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her chest and shoulders.

She squeezed Ryuu’s hands and nodded knowingly. Of course she would jump in and protect her teammates, or even Izumi herself, because that’s just the kind of person she is, that Nara girl. And Izumi was extremely grateful to be in her life.

Witnessing her best friends’ antics, Izumi dramatically gasped and gently shook her arm, joining in with the shenanigans almost immediately.

“Ryuu! No! Yūki-sensei, please have mercy on Miss Nara! I beg of you!”

She pretended to beg to no one in particular for a few seconds before nearly tumbling off the edge of the hospital bed, happy tears glossing over her midnight-coloured orbs.

“But, seriously, Ryuu… I’m really glad that you’re okay. I was so worried about you when Itachi told me that you had been hurt…”

Taking a chance, she glanced over at the other Uchiha and locked eyes with him. He now possessed the Sharingan, the kekkei genkai that Izumi had previously acquired when her Father was killed in the Nine-Tailed Fox attack on the Leaf Village. She knew that she had to be there for him just as much as she needed to be there for Ryuu. She truly cared for and loved them… Yes, even Tenma.

💜@callmemaya💜 (closed RP thread)

The short walk from the Yamanaka Flower Shop to Konoha’s hospital seemed to drag for 𝐼𝓏𝓊𝓂𝒾 𝒰𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒽𝒶, who was currently sandwiched between 𝐼𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝒰𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒽𝒶, her childhood crush, and 𝒯𝑒𝓃𝓂𝒶 𝐼𝓏𝓊𝓂𝑜, his teammate. The tension in the air was so thick that Izumi thought she could slice it with a kunai. She had little knowledge of what exactly transpired on their last mission, but what she did know was that someone close to her was nearly killed.

Arriving at the hospital with a bouquet of daisies in hand, the young female Uchiha and her companions were escorted to the room of 𝑅𝓎𝓊𝓊 𝒩𝒶𝓇𝒶, the third genin of Team 2 and Izumi’s 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱.

With a sombre expression, Izumi seated herself on the edge of the hospital bed and presented Ryuu the arrangement of white and yellow flowers.

“How are you feeling today, Ryuu? Ita, Tenma and I picked you up some flowers to help cheer you up! We really hope you like them!”

Out of the corner of her eye, Izumi noticed the two young shinobi males standing awkwardly, unaware of what to do in this type of situation.

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but you two are making ME uneasy just by looking at you…”

Itachi and Tenma stood to attention as they were 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕, their ears turning a light shade of crimson.

“… Please tell me what happened.”

For Izumi's mom: "Miss Uchiha, I think I saw Izumi going into a bath house with some guy. Before you ask, it wasn't anyone from our village."

Hazuki Uchiha, Izumi’s Mother:

“I have no clue of who you are, but my daughter is much too smart to be running around bathhouses with strange men! She is to marry an Uchiha man, no exceptions. It is what she must do for her family and for her Clan. We Uchiha are proud and powerful people and we must play our part to keep it that way.”

🧡@callmemaya💜

Izumi closed her eyes and hummed as the fresh, evening wind blew through her dark brown locks. Up there on the balcony, she felt so free, so calm… Except for the fact that her childhood crush was standing right next to her, staring nonchalantly at the other households in the Uchiha Compound. At least, that’s how Itachi would come across to others, but to Izumi? No. The cogs in Itachi’s mind were turning so quickly that she could practically hear them.

“Itachi, I think we should talk.…”

She started feebly, working up the courage to have a heart-to-heart with the Uchiha Prodigy.

“The last week or so has been rough on you, Tenma and Ryuu… But, now, I just wanna talk about you and how you feel for a minute. Is that okay?”

Her hands settled on a spot in front of her on the balcony’s handrail and she took a deep breath, exhaling sharply.

“How have you been handling your Sharingan? I’m still struggling with mine, so… I just want you to know that I’m here for you no matter what.”