It was a bright and beautiful morning. The weather was hot and clear with an occasional cooling breeze. Akira had awoke to find herself still dressed in her red dress, that was now bloodied by an incident that had occurred after her 'date' with a fine red-haired shinobi. She didn't bother changing though as she made her way out of her apartment in search for a particular house. 


An hour later she found what she was looking for. It took alot of asking questions, but alot of people knew of what she was looking for. Now she would be straddled over the body of an unconscious red-head. Leaning down in wonder and excitement as she peered at the face of the sleeping Akashi. She had to cover her mouth with her palm to keep from giggling with glee. 


Akashi's clan was quite popular, so it wasn't hard to find out where he lived. Akira had climbed up to his window and broke in. Finding herself inside the room of the male shinobi. Then she had proceeded to the bathroom to shower without care. Nosing her way through the different scented shampoos and fragrances in curiosity. 


Now she would be freshly cleaned, wearing an oversized shirt she has 'borrowed' from Akashi's closet with a pair of shorts. Her ruined dress laying in a bloody heap on the floor. 


Despite how this situation looked, it wouldn't be as it seemed. Akira hardly knows any boundaries and does as she pleases without thinking of the consequences of her actions. She straddled the man before gently poking his cheek to wake him up. She had been bored and knew he would find something for the two of them to do. 


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The young Hibana's bedroom was indeed a delightful sight for the little fox girl. Describing it as big would be an understatement, for it would be a room fit for royals. So much more compared to Akira's basic apartment designed mainly in red. Almost like a play room with its lovely red walls and lush crimson rug.

Now that Akira had finally managed to awake the sleeping Akashi, she would be surprised to see the smile that spread across his face when his eyes landed on her. Akira had assumed that he would have had a more surprised expression, but once again the shinobi had surprised her instead. Feeling his hips rotate underneath her to find herself flipped onto her back and their positions reversed. Now it was Akira, who was laying with her back against the mattress, with Akashi leaning above her.

The surprises did not stop there. Akira laid on her back, watching the red-haired Akashi with eyes gleaming of curiosity. Watching as Akashi lowered himself closer to her, passing whatever boundaries that could have been between them, and pressing his lips gently against hers. She lowered her lashes until they softly brushed against her blushing cheeks. Letting out a velvety purr, like an excited kitten, as his hand moved along her bare thigh and positioned her leg around his waist. He was easily pushing her to her limits of self-control. The cloak of her disguise unraveled as a set of red fox ears revealed themselves from her hair and a fluffy red tail brushed teasingly against him. Her fingers trailing down his chest, cooing in pleasure as he gripped the hem of the shirt she wore, hearing as he commanded her to remove it.

The command sent a shiver down her spine, stimulating the masochist within. She was just about to lose her grip on what little control she had left when the door suddenly opened. A woman stood in the doorway, ready to give some kind of message to Akashi, but stopping in mid-sentence as she realized what she had walked into. The woman stuttered an apology before disappearing from the room. Leaving the two mingling red-heads alone once again.

Akira let a mischievous smirk tug at the corner of her lips. Flashing a dangerous smile of sharp canines up at Akashi as she tilted her head to the side, letting her fox ears twitch slightly. "I must confess, you caught me off guard. Not many would dare pull a stunt like that. I admire your courage."

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