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he pried, of course. naturally. she wasn't going to get away with that little slip up, right? you don't just dangle that little morsel in front of someone and expect them to just overlook it. humans are curious by nature, after all. miyako licked her lips, averting her eyes from the vista of the village, now staring down the mountain they had just climbed. they were so far up, she was glad she had gotten over her childhood fear of heights. don't distract yourself, she thought, snapping out of it. ryūsuke was saying that she didn't have to tell him, it was up to her. it made her smile. he was thoughtful, so thoughtful she didn't know how to handle it. she had never been with a guy like that before. chewing on her lip, she stayed silent for a moment or two longer, looking at the horizon as he did. she felt peaceful, calm, comfortable. go slow or go hard, right? they were fairly well past slow so one little comment surely wouldn't hurt too much.

"w-well.." she stuttered, suddenly shy. she wanted to say something, but she couldn't articulate the right words, for once in her life. miyako could be good at saying things, she had her moments. but right now when she needed it most she was at a loss. so she winged it. "i'm glad you coming back gave us the chance to meet, i guess... well i have ashura to thank for that," she laughed softly, turning around to face him. she was close enough to lean up and kiss him soundly, if he didn't pull away. she would stay there for a few delicious seconds for pulling back, opening her eyes to meet his own. "you're really wonderful," she murmured.

miyako barely noticed that he wasn't already on the cliff with her, busy as she was practically dying. admittedly, that was a tad dramatic but she could already feel her muscles burning. she needed a long, hot soak in a bath with a couple of good drinks. for now, she would settle with laying here in the partial shade, catching her breath. each rise and fall of her chest was almost comical. i won't be doing this again in a hurry, she grumbled, covering her eyes with her arm. she briefly wondered what time it was. she hadn't even taken note of the time when they left her apartment, trailing along like a puppy after ryūsuke as she had been. she wasn't too concerned though, especially when she noticed him reaching the top of the cliff to pull himself up. the sight of that was enough to make anyone forget what they were thinking about.

yeah, she smirked, i could get used to this guy. she managed a short breathed, amused kind of chuckle as she noticed he looked a little exerted. she had been expecting him to rock up, perfectly composed without so much as a hair out of place, but there he was, subtly out of breath with sweat dripping down his face. and damn if he didn't look good like that. she wanted to take her time to appreciate the sight but was distracted by his words, and action. where his finger glided to indicate her heart, she felt a spark trail. it caught her by surprise, but not so much as his words and the meaning behind them. he was really something, wasn't he? so much more to see behind the cover.

she watched his back as he looked out over the village, stuck in place. she couldn't find the energy to move, happy enough to watch him from where she was, admiring - but not perving this time. she was admiring the man himself, pleased at what she was seeing. it was rare to hear a shinobi talk as he did, feel as he did, act as he did. while she didn't know him very well, hadn't know him for very long at all.. he had already made an impression on her. she sighed, wishing more people could think like that. miyako had a soft heart, even she would admit that. it was one of the factors why she hadn't become a shinobi, like her family. it was a weakness, everyone said, and she could understand and even believe that. but here this man was, telling her otherwise. it was comforting to hear. sometimes she felt she was too weak, too susceptible. love too quickly, hurt too quickly, she recalled the scolding from her uncle.

"many would disagree," she started to say, slowly, unsure. "i- i mean. shinobi. their business is killing. having too much heart, being too soft.. it gets in the way, doesn't it? makes people hesitate, slows their hand. shinobi- they can't be ruled by their emotions.." she trailed off here, pulling herself into a sitting position, legs still swaying over the edge. "but if more people had heart, well that would certainly be a lovely world," she continued, with just a tinge of sadness. "that won't happen, though. there will always be fighting, always be death.. always be a need for shinobi. whether they have heart or not."

"lord what am i'm rambling on about anyway?" she chuckled, snapping back to her normal self, looking up at him fondly. "..could you help me up by any chance?"

miyako felt completely out of place where she was. she had no idea what was what. she hadn't even read books about rock climbing. completely in the dark as she was though, she barely felt awkward. it was going to be fun, she assured herself. especially with ryūsuke helping. she turned to attention when he got down on his knee, caught in surprise after having been distracted by the little things sticking out of the side of the mountain. miyako watched him pull out various things from one of the bags. they all looked as difficult as the next, but he seemed perfectly at ease with them. he took a lot longer, however, when he started to fasten the harness around her. it made her blush but she wasn't complaining. in truth, she didn't mind at all. he could take as long as he liked; she loved them lingering looks, tender touches.

but soon enough (too soon, miyako thought) he was suiting himself up for the climb and as he did that, she fiddled with her hair and clothes; fixing herself up as best she could. once ryūsuke was ready she stood to attention, letting him put the helmet on her head. safety before fashion, right? she pouted. her hair was definitely going to need some pampering after today. she still had sex hair, after all. but sex hair and helmet hair? she didn't know how that was going to work out. horribly, she suspected. once he'd fastened it on for her, she straightened it up a bit and giggled as he kissed her forehead. she doubted she was ready, but hell if she wasn't going to give it a good go.

this little pat on her ass was just the icing on the cake, so to speak. she gave him a wry kind of grin, pretending to roll her eyes. satisfied with her sass, she turned to the wall, chewing on her lip. just go for it, she told herself. she had that many harnesses on and security, what did she have to be worried about? satisfied with that, she moved up to the wall and cautiously she found her footholds and pulled herself up. how easy was that? she carefully took her next couple of steps, and before long she had the hang of it, confidently moving her way up - although she was pretty slow. the assistant was doing a good job of helping, too. she grinned, enjoying herself.

"this is actually pretty fun," she called down to ryūsuke, still climbing and focused.

miyako followed beside him without any complaints. it was nice, nicer still when he put his arm around her. there's that secure feeling again, she smiled, leaning against him. being so comfortable around him was odd in hindsight. later, she could bet any money that she was going to give herself hell for acting like some love sick puppy, but for now she was happy to be with him. it felt casual; unforced. this wasn't some kind of take her out for the hell of it deal, this was genuine, and knowing that made her grin. while she wasn't too keen on the idea of extreme physical exertion today, she was rather glad that she wasn't cooped up in her apartment, on her couch, rereading already well read novels. she could have slept with him all over again, just for coming back. like hell that was happening though. she didn't want to be the booty call. it was going to be all or nothing, she decided. let's just see if that's what he wants, too.

konoha was surely feeling the effects from the party last night, miyako noticed as they made their way through the village. there was mess everywhere, slowly being cleaned up by various workers. she spotted a couple of guys who obviously were suffering from some raging hangovers. she wondered how her friends were. she hadn't seen them since they ditched her last night, each going off to find their boyfriend or a hook up. she would have to check in on them when she could. perhaps even give them a few of the juicy details about last night. they would give her hell about it, but she needed some girl advice. plus, it'd be nice to see the looks on their faces when she told them that she, hamaski miyako, had hooked up with a guy. she would just leave out the important detail of his name. there was a limit, after all.

as they walked, people would pull them up at random to greet ryūsuke - yes, just ryūsuke. miyako could have been invisible. and she understood that, didn't mind that. in light of the uchiha standing next to her, miyako could have been ten foot tall and she would still only attract minimal attention. it amused her, to be honest. she tried to hide her grin, and was polite when ryūsuke would include her. it was cute to see him trying to involve her, introducing her to people. it was unexpected but nice. the more the walk went on, the more charming she found him. but in the nice, not over the top or forced kind of way. it was balanced. miyako was busy contemplating this when ryūsuke finally stopped and told her what they would be climbing.

she could have laughed right in his face.

"this is going to be interesting," she said wryly. but ever in the spirit of trying something new, she let a smile light up her face. "although... should we be climbing this mountain in particular?" after all, this was the god damn hokage mountain. his face was on this mountain. sure, maybe he had special privileges, but wasn't this a bit much?

the sight miyako was greeted with upon her return would have made a lesser woman swoon. well okay, she swooned a little, but who wouldn't with a naked hunk of chiseled goodness sitting in front of you? she managed to keep her cool at least. they had already seen each other naked, right? hell, they had already fucked. being shy or modest just wasn't in the books now. still, seeing him again, and in the daylight, standing there fixing up his shorts - well, it was a sight she was certainly not going to complain about. swallowing, she smoothly finished braiding her hair so that it was in a neat braid, hanging over her shoulder, much like last night but not as intricate. strands were loose here and there, but it would hopefully last the adventure he had planned.

when she saw him reaching to his shirt, miyako was almost tempted to tell him to not bother with it, but bit her tongue. he would probably keep it off and damned if she was going to be climbing rocks and getting distracted by that ridiculously good looking chest and back all day. she allowed herself a few more moments of staring at him, however. you couldn't just waste that chance, right? unknowingly, she was already chewing on her bottom lip appreciatively, like she was sizing him up for a meal. oh, that's right.

"should i pack a picnic or anything? water?" she asked, already walking over to the kitchen to open cupboards to find a few things. the bench was quickly cluttered with a wicker picnic basket, two water bottles and a picnic blanket. she didn't know how long they would be gone for but she figured supplies were always good to have. or was she thinking too much again?

when he mentioned debriefing with the hokage and other affairs, miyako prepared herself for disappoint. he'd surely have to go and see to those, right? she smoothed her hands over his chest, squirming in his lap to position herself better, because yes she had felt it before. she moved only slightly, so that she wouldn't be making it worse. not that she would have any complaints against that. maybe if that happened, he'd stay? sure miyako, distract him into spending the day with you by offering up your pussy, real classy. just as she was thinking she had better get off of him, ryūsuke surprised her (how many times was that, now?) by his next comment. he wanted to spend time with her? she blinked, looking up at him quizzically. most guys would just be casual. get the prize, have some cute moments and be on their way until they next time they saw each other. but ryūsuke had actually said that he wanted to stay with her. she didn't know whether to judge if he had ulterior motives (re: more sex) or take him seriously.

"i- i.." she started lamely, then cleared her throat, "i'd love that- enjoy that." don't sound too desperately keen now girl, jeeze. "sorry," she giggled. "guys usually want to get on with it, you know? be off easy and early." she bit her lip. she hadn't meant to say that. hopefully he didn't think this was something she did often. hook up with near-strangers, that is. because in all truth this was the first time she had. other times she'd at least known the guy for a good couple of weeks. she decided to change the topic direction before he could comment. "maybe i could help you with some of those affairs? or well.. is there anything you'd like to do with me? i'm all yours for the whole day if you want."