Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Ink Me ❯ Secret arts ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Krickitat 
Final chapter in the tattoo arc.
what is Sai creating?
what is his ultimate goal?
and can sakura be able to stand the pressure?
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.23.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Final chapter in the tattoo arc.
what is Sai creating?
what is his ultimate goal?
and can sakura be able to stand the pressure?
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.23.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 382 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter three
Secret arts
Disclaimer: i do not own naruto nor do i make profit from whoring them out
Chapter three: Secret Arts
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An hour was up, Sakura had finally managed to sit up after convincing Sai to take off the bonds that tied her hands to the bed. But he still would not allow the blindfold to be removed saying it was `essential to his art'. She had no desire to eat at this point despite the fact that it had been hours since she'd had anything to eat. A Sip of water was all she thought she could manage as she leaned against the headboard sobbing softly and occasionally hiccupping. It wasn't that it hurt so much, that was something she could take, but when she had been tied down to that chair and he had done all those things to her she had suddenly felt so powerless that she HAD to let it out. It was as if all of a sudden she could let herself cry and no one would care, Sai wouldn't remove the blind fold or the bonds, and she could cry or scream to her heart's content. Somehow that had made the pain easier, without really knowing Sai had made the hours of pain so much easier to bear by giving her the freedom to act the way she wanted. It was so much easier to let out all your emotions when you knew you were completely helpless to whatever fate was given to you by someone else. The tension had made her uncontrollable and it had even excited her more to be totally helpless and that's why she was crying now, she didn't want to feel like this. It somehow felt wrong and she couldn't help but feel used and dirty...not by Sai but by herself.
She self-consciously moved rubbing herself against her own thighs in an attempt to ease the heat that was emanating forth in blistering waves. She heard Sai moving around the room near the chair as he once more set up his station, with occasionalclicks and clatters as he messed with the station.
“Wha-what are you doing now?” her voice came out dry and raspy, she coughed and licked her lips trying to bring up some moisture. She tasted the salty tears that had managed to get past the blindfold.
“We are about to do the shading and color, so I need to change the needle on the Tattoo gun.” She heard the quiet reply from across the room. In some small way his voice had seemed to soften towards her, but she knew that wouldn't make him go easier on her…he had promised her that once he started he wouldn't stop and nothing was going to make him quit.
“Why do you need to change it?” She wondered out loud, feeling her voice return to somewhat normal as she calmed down. It didn't matter though soon she would be strapped back to that chair and she knew she would start crying and screaming again.
“The shading point has more then one needle it has about five, it covers a broader area and allows you to shade more easily…It will make it go much faster…why would you prefer I use the other one?” he asked sardonically.
Sakura shook her head wildly after hearing his explanation, and she tensed when she heard his chair scrape back as he walked towards her. He grabbed her hands and she started to struggle, and she had no idea why she did she just knew that she should despite the fact that she had asked him for this and wanted it. Sakura stilled at the thought that maybe deep down she wanted nothing more then to be dominated by him, and this gave Sai the opportunity to grab her shoulder and the bottom of her thigh and haul her over to the chair with very little protest from her. He said nothing at this with no reprimands just a grunt when he picked her up, his hands gently stroked her cheeks and her sides when he strapped her down as if to apologize for what was about to happen. It didn't matter it was going to happen anyways.
Once more she sat on the pillow facing the back of the chair with her head resting on another pillow that cushioned her cheek. He crying had started once more and she started to wail and sniffle before the pain could even start. Sai sighed as he watched this and he reached for the gag once more putting it in her mouth and tying it lose behind her head. Sakura was actually grateful for the gag, she bit into it and moaned the sobs starting once more wetting the rough fabric with her saliva.
She nearly screamed when she heard the loud buzz start behind her and she felt a large gush of warmth rush between her thighs as every cell in her body jumped, tuned into that sound. She shivered uncontrollably as he placed one hand on her side to steady her and leaned in to place the first mark, the tip met her skin and immediately bit in deep. She writhed and moaned loudly but it…wasn't so bad. The tip was broader so it didn't have the sharp driving point of the other that made you feel as if someone was carving into you with a scalpel. She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned her head down on the pillow to softly cry and make protesting noises every time it came into contact with skin already raw from the line art.
But she soon found out that this could be just as horrible, every time she thought he was done with a particular area he went back to it again, and again, and again placing one color after another. Out of the corner of her blind fold she watched the shadows in the room grow longer then fade away as the sun finally sank in the sky. He paused once to turn on the bright overhead lights, and then came back to her side untying her.
“My back is sore lets move to the bed, its already covered in ink so might as well. Don't try to struggle any more or i'll tie you to the head board again.”
Sakura frantically nodded her head liking this idea and moved over to the bed lying down on her still tender stomach. He pulled his tray over finding another plug for the gun, and then swung one leg over her back straddling her legs. He leaned over her and the mind-numbing buzz came once again, but Sakura had other things to distract her. The feel of Sai's weight right there had her rubbing into the mattress every time he moved and it was nearly driving her into distraction, She found subtle ways to shift underneath him, and occasionally lifted her hips slightly to better feel him riding her. There was something about feeling someone's weight on top of you that was enticingly erotic, all you could think of was that it would feel the same during sex, his weight resting on his hips when you lay face to face fucking, his stomach coming down on your low back when you faced away from him the warm rush of breth on the back of your neck. She could feel his breath now on her shoulder and she shivered in reaction clenching all her muscles in rejection of this feeling while embracing it as well.
Occasionally a hand would lazily drift down her side setting her mind on fire as the effects of the ink continued to course through her body, She panted and moaned writhing, but he would just place a hand on the back of her neck and press her into the mattress warning her to be quiet. She became warm and started sweating once more dampening the sheets underneath her. The once clean white sheets were now a mess of blood, ink, and sweat and were uncomfortable to lie in, and she could see partial stains of ink out of her small corner of blindfold, the only colors she could make out though were black, yellow, green, and possibly red, She really couldn't tell if it was red ink or blood.
Her breathing was heavy and her sight was becoming blurry, and she felt him turn her once more to once again work on her stomach. She curled around the fiery pain in her back and he pushed her legs back down leaning over her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her skin and her hand found itself on his thigh squeezing tight when the needles once more bit into her stomach. As it continued on her hands moved to run in self soothing circles on his thighs, noticing the hard packed muscles as they tensed and relaxed under her fingers. No longer caring what he though one hand came up to pinch her nipple and she moaned and rubbed the front of her hips up into his lap, grinding against him holding her too him with her other hand when he attempted to move his hips slightly off of her and away from tempting flesh. This didn't deter her, she was beyond thought as she tried to drive herself more franticly against him squeezing her nipples roughly in an attempt to bring herself off. Unable to work sai lifted up and shoving a knee tight into her crotch he placed the other not so gently on her chest to hold her in place. This made it easier for her to wrap her legs around his thigh, wedged in against her, and rub herself against the dark fabric until finally she came in great shivers throwing back her head and screaming allowing the moans to break against the gag and be absorbed by the black material.
“Oh GOD!” Her hand traveled up the thigh that was perched above her head while the other continued to rub her breast in lazy circles, allowing herself to come down from the orgasmic high. Once more he rolled her onto her belly allowing the fresh ink and blood to soak once more into the sheets, reaching over and changing colors in his pen to start once more on the top. This would be the last time, he was almost finished with the final color a bright shade of pink to add the final touches.
She writhed against him as one more time he shaded in the final color skipping and hopping around with no apparent pattern, grinding more ink into places she thought could absorb no more. It ached all over and the last two hours of her ordeal were spent with her whining and sobbing against the gag wishing that he wouldn't be so thorough or exacting that he would just call it done and be over with. But he wouldn't he was too good for that, She was amazed that he was still going he had to be as exhausted as she was, but he never called for breaks or time outs he just pushed her or rolled her and just kept going pausing to wipe away ink then move on once again.
Then with no warning it was over, the gun was turned off and Sai sat back bringing all his weight down on her hips and he slowly reached up and untied the blindfold then the gag. Sakura just lay there, blinking as her sight came back to her unwilling to move and not wanting too. If she did he would move off of her, so they both sat there not willing break the contact they now had reveling in the feel of him behind her while she stared at the wall allowing some sense of normalcy to return to her body.
Without the blindfold or the ropes she didn't know if she could face him…it had been so much easier when she could allow herself to be whatever she wanted to be, with o fear of repercussions behind her mask of cloth and leather, but now that she could see him it was different. But there was still that burning going on in her stomach pushing her to be closer to any body, any source of pleasure that could drive her over the edge once more. She moved restlessly as the fire rekindled, every movement of her breasts sending shocks all the way to the bottom of her stomach radiating out to her clit making her clench her legs tightly together to hold the feeling in.
Finally he moved off of her and reached for a soft cloth, he went to the bathroom and she heard the running of water and walked back to her and started to softly rub away the last remnants of ink that stained her skin, taking it off her sides and belly. The cool cloth felt so good to her, that she arched her back and moaned once more and Sakura looked up to see a silly smirk pulling up the corner of his mouth and rolling her over he ran the cloth over her belly then lower finally allowing it to run between her thighs soaking up the sticky mess she had made of herself. The cloth was no longer cool but welcoming just the same, and she widened her legs and pushed up her hips grinding herself into his hands.
Sai pulled his hand away and sat on the side of the bed with his head hanging low in exhaustion.
“Do you want to look at it?” he finally said to her indicating the floor length mirror across the room with a tilt of his chin. Sakura pulled herself off the bed, the sickly feel of the sheets pulling away from her tender skin more an unpleasant accompaniment to any movement. But at least most of the bleeding had stopped.
She stood facing the mirror looking at the tail that snaked across her belly dipping in to just touch the top of her mound. Slowly she turned around and took her first look at what had been printed onto her skin forever. It was huge. And it was beautiful.
Sakura gasped.
“Its a…” It was a giant sinuous dragon who's head rested on her shoulder looking back at her just like she had earlier when sigh had forced her to model for him. It was bright red the scales colored in with the occasional pink highlight, then fading into gold followed by a tinge of green on the belly. It seemed to shine up at her and she realized that the ink was metallic giving it the illusion of movement every time she shifted or turned with the occasional scale flashing her. It had bright green eyes that looked straight into her eyes almost daring her to stare back.
<I>I cant believe I'm having a staring contest with a tattoo dragon…. a dragon portrayed of ME </I> she couldn't believe that Sai thought of her as a dragon but she had to admit that it had an appeal to it. It fit there was no other explanation, and it was perfect.
She softly stroked the tail that ran across her belly then reached up to pet the head that rested on her shoulder staring back at her languidly, with lazy half lidded eyes.
“Its beautiful.” She stated quietly while stroking her skin.
Sai came up behind her and allowed his finger to trace the spine of the dragon starting at the head, softly gliding his fingers down her back over her hip then around to cup her hand resting on her belly. He surprised her though when his other arm came around her and lifted up into the sign of the ram.
His mouth came down to rest against her ear and his eyes met hers in the mirror. “Its not over quite yet.”
His fingers moved into a quick set of seals that even her trained eye couldn't follow.
“Hijutsu: fugou no ryu,” she heard him mutter and with a surge of chakra he placed his hand on the top and the bottom of the tattoo and she felt a surge of chakra jolt through her skin and sink deep into the dragon. She mused to herself wondering just what he had done. She felt a tingle move all along her new tattoo as a wash of cold ran along then it burned hot and just got hotter then sting almost driving her crazy, and Sakura lost all sense of time or place as she screamed once more when her skin seemed to be set on fire. Sakura woke to find Sai holding her upright one hand around her chest the other covering her mouth to keep the neighbors from hearing her screaming.
She breathed loudly from her nose as the sensations in her body finally began to settle down and she turned to stare angrily up at Sai urging him with her eyes to let go of her.
“What the hell did you just do to me?” she nearly screeched once he let go, she calmly noticed that he didn't step back though, and she didn't step away either.
“Secret arts: Mark of the dragon, the ink I gave you is very special ink.” He stated once more in her ear.
“But what does it do?”She demanded.
He turned her around and forced her too look at the dragon once more in the mirror, and she stared once more at the mesmerizing sight. But there was something strange…did it… did it just <b> MOVE</B>?
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im not happy with this chapter let me just tell you that right now....i didnt allow myself to use nearly as many of those toys in the case that i thought i would. Dont worry i still might i'm not planning on ending this fic quite yet.
it aint bad but i still dont like it dunno why
im just distracting myself from Somewhere in the Snow i know but i promise ill update that soon enough....i just consider this story a little bit of fun.
now as for her 'boy shorts' yea they can be that but they are also bottoms that look like boys underwear. meaning instead of a high 'bikini' cut like normal bottoms including underwear they hang low on the hips but they dont cut when they meet the thighs instead of arching up like normal underwear. Imagine tighty whities.
These have lace up sides *a last minute add sorry* but the can still be called boy shorts.
im lazy this story isnt my main focus so i dont edit as much as i should...i apologize but it still dosnt make me care. I have given you guys three chapters in under a month....rare...for me very rare.
so it comes to the age old question...quantity or quality?
truthfully though if someone wants to beta read this story for me i wouldnt mind. normally i have a real issue with beta readers but ...meh
ok anyways my friend and i spent a long time coming up with the name for that jutsu and i even translated it! isnt that awsome? He wanted to call it sacred mark of the dragon or even make it a ninpo but we came to the conclusion that it was one: not sacred in any way and two: this prolly falls under secret arts more dont you think? lol tell me what you think and i LOVE all your reviews
sorry i cant reply to all of them right now but im tired...it seems pretty normal for me to stay up until four am working on this thing.
A/n: So yea last night i forgot to answer another question about the silver bullets
it isnt one battery its several thus the pack at the beginning. corney i know but ok
or maybe ninja batteries are just BETTER then everyone elses...they gotta be
and also silver bullets dont work the same as a normal vibrator, they arnt air tight for one, well they are and they arnt. They can easily be contaminated by fecal matter and it is very hard to clean it all out. Thats when doing anal penetration it is 'reccomended' that you use a condom. I know some of you kids like to live on the wild side and do it without it anyways but i just have to say......anal to vaginal penetration ....NOT GOOD!
sukara: wow really? thats awesome ive been having alot of dreams about AFF stories lately too
ok now that i have given my public health announcement of the day i feel better
lol.....you know i told one of my firends about the reviews you guys have been leaving me and she was shocked. Her > "Oh my god do you realize that you have probably driven so many people to go out and get tattoos of crap that they will eventually regret in five years? your horrible krickitat (my name...eh kinda. You guys call me kri-chan)
and i was like....."at this moment i have never been more proud of myself. I have PERSONALLY seen to another step in the downfall of society. I can rest another year knowing i have made my contribution, and i won the day."
SO GET TATTOOS! I DEMAND IT!
so you guys wanna see my newest tat?
http:// www. deviantart. com/ deviation / 23421009 /
just remember to take out the spaces in between if you want it to show.
and yes...it is my own design
and i have already started work on the next chapter, but its going a bit slow i have writers block for all my stories. im forging ahead anyways but im just not inspired. i dont know if its better to wait for bursts of genius or to just keep plunking away a little bit every day. Somehow that just seems a little bit too mundane to me.
oh well i have to go see 'brokeback mountain' with my mom, Wooo HOO for gay cowboys! especially jake gellenhall!
Chapter three: Secret Arts
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An hour was up, Sakura had finally managed to sit up after convincing Sai to take off the bonds that tied her hands to the bed. But he still would not allow the blindfold to be removed saying it was `essential to his art'. She had no desire to eat at this point despite the fact that it had been hours since she'd had anything to eat. A Sip of water was all she thought she could manage as she leaned against the headboard sobbing softly and occasionally hiccupping. It wasn't that it hurt so much, that was something she could take, but when she had been tied down to that chair and he had done all those things to her she had suddenly felt so powerless that she HAD to let it out. It was as if all of a sudden she could let herself cry and no one would care, Sai wouldn't remove the blind fold or the bonds, and she could cry or scream to her heart's content. Somehow that had made the pain easier, without really knowing Sai had made the hours of pain so much easier to bear by giving her the freedom to act the way she wanted. It was so much easier to let out all your emotions when you knew you were completely helpless to whatever fate was given to you by someone else. The tension had made her uncontrollable and it had even excited her more to be totally helpless and that's why she was crying now, she didn't want to feel like this. It somehow felt wrong and she couldn't help but feel used and dirty...not by Sai but by herself.
She self-consciously moved rubbing herself against her own thighs in an attempt to ease the heat that was emanating forth in blistering waves. She heard Sai moving around the room near the chair as he once more set up his station, with occasionalclicks and clatters as he messed with the station.
“Wha-what are you doing now?” her voice came out dry and raspy, she coughed and licked her lips trying to bring up some moisture. She tasted the salty tears that had managed to get past the blindfold.
“We are about to do the shading and color, so I need to change the needle on the Tattoo gun.” She heard the quiet reply from across the room. In some small way his voice had seemed to soften towards her, but she knew that wouldn't make him go easier on her…he had promised her that once he started he wouldn't stop and nothing was going to make him quit.
“Why do you need to change it?” She wondered out loud, feeling her voice return to somewhat normal as she calmed down. It didn't matter though soon she would be strapped back to that chair and she knew she would start crying and screaming again.
“The shading point has more then one needle it has about five, it covers a broader area and allows you to shade more easily…It will make it go much faster…why would you prefer I use the other one?” he asked sardonically.
Sakura shook her head wildly after hearing his explanation, and she tensed when she heard his chair scrape back as he walked towards her. He grabbed her hands and she started to struggle, and she had no idea why she did she just knew that she should despite the fact that she had asked him for this and wanted it. Sakura stilled at the thought that maybe deep down she wanted nothing more then to be dominated by him, and this gave Sai the opportunity to grab her shoulder and the bottom of her thigh and haul her over to the chair with very little protest from her. He said nothing at this with no reprimands just a grunt when he picked her up, his hands gently stroked her cheeks and her sides when he strapped her down as if to apologize for what was about to happen. It didn't matter it was going to happen anyways.
Once more she sat on the pillow facing the back of the chair with her head resting on another pillow that cushioned her cheek. He crying had started once more and she started to wail and sniffle before the pain could even start. Sai sighed as he watched this and he reached for the gag once more putting it in her mouth and tying it lose behind her head. Sakura was actually grateful for the gag, she bit into it and moaned the sobs starting once more wetting the rough fabric with her saliva.
She nearly screamed when she heard the loud buzz start behind her and she felt a large gush of warmth rush between her thighs as every cell in her body jumped, tuned into that sound. She shivered uncontrollably as he placed one hand on her side to steady her and leaned in to place the first mark, the tip met her skin and immediately bit in deep. She writhed and moaned loudly but it…wasn't so bad. The tip was broader so it didn't have the sharp driving point of the other that made you feel as if someone was carving into you with a scalpel. She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned her head down on the pillow to softly cry and make protesting noises every time it came into contact with skin already raw from the line art.
But she soon found out that this could be just as horrible, every time she thought he was done with a particular area he went back to it again, and again, and again placing one color after another. Out of the corner of her blind fold she watched the shadows in the room grow longer then fade away as the sun finally sank in the sky. He paused once to turn on the bright overhead lights, and then came back to her side untying her.
“My back is sore lets move to the bed, its already covered in ink so might as well. Don't try to struggle any more or i'll tie you to the head board again.”
Sakura frantically nodded her head liking this idea and moved over to the bed lying down on her still tender stomach. He pulled his tray over finding another plug for the gun, and then swung one leg over her back straddling her legs. He leaned over her and the mind-numbing buzz came once again, but Sakura had other things to distract her. The feel of Sai's weight right there had her rubbing into the mattress every time he moved and it was nearly driving her into distraction, She found subtle ways to shift underneath him, and occasionally lifted her hips slightly to better feel him riding her. There was something about feeling someone's weight on top of you that was enticingly erotic, all you could think of was that it would feel the same during sex, his weight resting on his hips when you lay face to face fucking, his stomach coming down on your low back when you faced away from him the warm rush of breth on the back of your neck. She could feel his breath now on her shoulder and she shivered in reaction clenching all her muscles in rejection of this feeling while embracing it as well.
Occasionally a hand would lazily drift down her side setting her mind on fire as the effects of the ink continued to course through her body, She panted and moaned writhing, but he would just place a hand on the back of her neck and press her into the mattress warning her to be quiet. She became warm and started sweating once more dampening the sheets underneath her. The once clean white sheets were now a mess of blood, ink, and sweat and were uncomfortable to lie in, and she could see partial stains of ink out of her small corner of blindfold, the only colors she could make out though were black, yellow, green, and possibly red, She really couldn't tell if it was red ink or blood.
Her breathing was heavy and her sight was becoming blurry, and she felt him turn her once more to once again work on her stomach. She curled around the fiery pain in her back and he pushed her legs back down leaning over her. He was so close she could feel his breath on her skin and her hand found itself on his thigh squeezing tight when the needles once more bit into her stomach. As it continued on her hands moved to run in self soothing circles on his thighs, noticing the hard packed muscles as they tensed and relaxed under her fingers. No longer caring what he though one hand came up to pinch her nipple and she moaned and rubbed the front of her hips up into his lap, grinding against him holding her too him with her other hand when he attempted to move his hips slightly off of her and away from tempting flesh. This didn't deter her, she was beyond thought as she tried to drive herself more franticly against him squeezing her nipples roughly in an attempt to bring herself off. Unable to work sai lifted up and shoving a knee tight into her crotch he placed the other not so gently on her chest to hold her in place. This made it easier for her to wrap her legs around his thigh, wedged in against her, and rub herself against the dark fabric until finally she came in great shivers throwing back her head and screaming allowing the moans to break against the gag and be absorbed by the black material.
“Oh GOD!” Her hand traveled up the thigh that was perched above her head while the other continued to rub her breast in lazy circles, allowing herself to come down from the orgasmic high. Once more he rolled her onto her belly allowing the fresh ink and blood to soak once more into the sheets, reaching over and changing colors in his pen to start once more on the top. This would be the last time, he was almost finished with the final color a bright shade of pink to add the final touches.
She writhed against him as one more time he shaded in the final color skipping and hopping around with no apparent pattern, grinding more ink into places she thought could absorb no more. It ached all over and the last two hours of her ordeal were spent with her whining and sobbing against the gag wishing that he wouldn't be so thorough or exacting that he would just call it done and be over with. But he wouldn't he was too good for that, She was amazed that he was still going he had to be as exhausted as she was, but he never called for breaks or time outs he just pushed her or rolled her and just kept going pausing to wipe away ink then move on once again.
Then with no warning it was over, the gun was turned off and Sai sat back bringing all his weight down on her hips and he slowly reached up and untied the blindfold then the gag. Sakura just lay there, blinking as her sight came back to her unwilling to move and not wanting too. If she did he would move off of her, so they both sat there not willing break the contact they now had reveling in the feel of him behind her while she stared at the wall allowing some sense of normalcy to return to her body.
Without the blindfold or the ropes she didn't know if she could face him…it had been so much easier when she could allow herself to be whatever she wanted to be, with o fear of repercussions behind her mask of cloth and leather, but now that she could see him it was different. But there was still that burning going on in her stomach pushing her to be closer to any body, any source of pleasure that could drive her over the edge once more. She moved restlessly as the fire rekindled, every movement of her breasts sending shocks all the way to the bottom of her stomach radiating out to her clit making her clench her legs tightly together to hold the feeling in.
Finally he moved off of her and reached for a soft cloth, he went to the bathroom and she heard the running of water and walked back to her and started to softly rub away the last remnants of ink that stained her skin, taking it off her sides and belly. The cool cloth felt so good to her, that she arched her back and moaned once more and Sakura looked up to see a silly smirk pulling up the corner of his mouth and rolling her over he ran the cloth over her belly then lower finally allowing it to run between her thighs soaking up the sticky mess she had made of herself. The cloth was no longer cool but welcoming just the same, and she widened her legs and pushed up her hips grinding herself into his hands.
Sai pulled his hand away and sat on the side of the bed with his head hanging low in exhaustion.
“Do you want to look at it?” he finally said to her indicating the floor length mirror across the room with a tilt of his chin. Sakura pulled herself off the bed, the sickly feel of the sheets pulling away from her tender skin more an unpleasant accompaniment to any movement. But at least most of the bleeding had stopped.
She stood facing the mirror looking at the tail that snaked across her belly dipping in to just touch the top of her mound. Slowly she turned around and took her first look at what had been printed onto her skin forever. It was huge. And it was beautiful.
Sakura gasped.
“Its a…” It was a giant sinuous dragon who's head rested on her shoulder looking back at her just like she had earlier when sigh had forced her to model for him. It was bright red the scales colored in with the occasional pink highlight, then fading into gold followed by a tinge of green on the belly. It seemed to shine up at her and she realized that the ink was metallic giving it the illusion of movement every time she shifted or turned with the occasional scale flashing her. It had bright green eyes that looked straight into her eyes almost daring her to stare back.
<I>I cant believe I'm having a staring contest with a tattoo dragon…. a dragon portrayed of ME </I> she couldn't believe that Sai thought of her as a dragon but she had to admit that it had an appeal to it. It fit there was no other explanation, and it was perfect.
She softly stroked the tail that ran across her belly then reached up to pet the head that rested on her shoulder staring back at her languidly, with lazy half lidded eyes.
“Its beautiful.” She stated quietly while stroking her skin.
Sai came up behind her and allowed his finger to trace the spine of the dragon starting at the head, softly gliding his fingers down her back over her hip then around to cup her hand resting on her belly. He surprised her though when his other arm came around her and lifted up into the sign of the ram.
His mouth came down to rest against her ear and his eyes met hers in the mirror. “Its not over quite yet.”
His fingers moved into a quick set of seals that even her trained eye couldn't follow.
“Hijutsu: fugou no ryu,” she heard him mutter and with a surge of chakra he placed his hand on the top and the bottom of the tattoo and she felt a surge of chakra jolt through her skin and sink deep into the dragon. She mused to herself wondering just what he had done. She felt a tingle move all along her new tattoo as a wash of cold ran along then it burned hot and just got hotter then sting almost driving her crazy, and Sakura lost all sense of time or place as she screamed once more when her skin seemed to be set on fire. Sakura woke to find Sai holding her upright one hand around her chest the other covering her mouth to keep the neighbors from hearing her screaming.
She breathed loudly from her nose as the sensations in her body finally began to settle down and she turned to stare angrily up at Sai urging him with her eyes to let go of her.
“What the hell did you just do to me?” she nearly screeched once he let go, she calmly noticed that he didn't step back though, and she didn't step away either.
“Secret arts: Mark of the dragon, the ink I gave you is very special ink.” He stated once more in her ear.
“But what does it do?”She demanded.
He turned her around and forced her too look at the dragon once more in the mirror, and she stared once more at the mesmerizing sight. But there was something strange…did it… did it just <b> MOVE</B>?
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im not happy with this chapter let me just tell you that right now....i didnt allow myself to use nearly as many of those toys in the case that i thought i would. Dont worry i still might i'm not planning on ending this fic quite yet.
it aint bad but i still dont like it dunno why
im just distracting myself from Somewhere in the Snow i know but i promise ill update that soon enough....i just consider this story a little bit of fun.
now as for her 'boy shorts' yea they can be that but they are also bottoms that look like boys underwear. meaning instead of a high 'bikini' cut like normal bottoms including underwear they hang low on the hips but they dont cut when they meet the thighs instead of arching up like normal underwear. Imagine tighty whities.
These have lace up sides *a last minute add sorry* but the can still be called boy shorts.
im lazy this story isnt my main focus so i dont edit as much as i should...i apologize but it still dosnt make me care. I have given you guys three chapters in under a month....rare...for me very rare.
so it comes to the age old question...quantity or quality?
truthfully though if someone wants to beta read this story for me i wouldnt mind. normally i have a real issue with beta readers but ...meh
ok anyways my friend and i spent a long time coming up with the name for that jutsu and i even translated it! isnt that awsome? He wanted to call it sacred mark of the dragon or even make it a ninpo but we came to the conclusion that it was one: not sacred in any way and two: this prolly falls under secret arts more dont you think? lol tell me what you think and i LOVE all your reviews
sorry i cant reply to all of them right now but im tired...it seems pretty normal for me to stay up until four am working on this thing.
A/n: So yea last night i forgot to answer another question about the silver bullets
it isnt one battery its several thus the pack at the beginning. corney i know but ok
or maybe ninja batteries are just BETTER then everyone elses...they gotta be
and also silver bullets dont work the same as a normal vibrator, they arnt air tight for one, well they are and they arnt. They can easily be contaminated by fecal matter and it is very hard to clean it all out. Thats when doing anal penetration it is 'reccomended' that you use a condom. I know some of you kids like to live on the wild side and do it without it anyways but i just have to say......anal to vaginal penetration ....NOT GOOD!
sukara: wow really? thats awesome ive been having alot of dreams about AFF stories lately too
ok now that i have given my public health announcement of the day i feel better
lol.....you know i told one of my firends about the reviews you guys have been leaving me and she was shocked. Her > "Oh my god do you realize that you have probably driven so many people to go out and get tattoos of crap that they will eventually regret in five years? your horrible krickitat (my name...eh kinda. You guys call me kri-chan)
and i was like....."at this moment i have never been more proud of myself. I have PERSONALLY seen to another step in the downfall of society. I can rest another year knowing i have made my contribution, and i won the day."
SO GET TATTOOS! I DEMAND IT!
so you guys wanna see my newest tat?
http:// www. deviantart. com/ deviation / 23421009 /
just remember to take out the spaces in between if you want it to show.
and yes...it is my own design
and i have already started work on the next chapter, but its going a bit slow i have writers block for all my stories. im forging ahead anyways but im just not inspired. i dont know if its better to wait for bursts of genius or to just keep plunking away a little bit every day. Somehow that just seems a little bit too mundane to me.
oh well i have to go see 'brokeback mountain' with my mom, Wooo HOO for gay cowboys! especially jake gellenhall!