The New Girl (A Naruto Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifteen

Kyamyi's POV

"Are you guys coming!?" Naruto called to us from the kitchen.

I held out my free hand for Gaara, he took it awkwardly and I dragged him to the kitchen and sat him down in the seat next to mine. Naruto was already sitting, attention only on the cup of Ramen in front of him. I grabbed my chopsticks and started eating. Jeike perked up from smelling the hot steam coming from my cup. I grabbed a noodle and dangled it just out of his reach. I looked up at Gaara who was tentively watching the kitten play. And when I wasn't paying attention Jeike clawed at my fingers and I immediately dropped the noodle.

"Ow! Jeike, I was going to give it to you." 'Mew' was all he said as he ate.

"You're bleeding." Gaara said, wide eyed.

I looked down at my finger and sure enough there were three small but fresh cuts with a little blood seeping out. He grabbed my finger and looked at it. "It doesn't hurt?" He asked.

"It stings a bit. I wouldn't really say it hurts."

Then he did something I would never see coming, he put my finger in his mouth. I looked over at Naruto, he had taken Gaara's cup and was now focusing on that, thankfully. I looked back to the red head his eyes were closed and his features were relaxed. I wish I could say that it was too early or I was sleep deprived but that was not the case when a low barely audible whimper escaped my mouth as a low moan rumbled in his throat. I wish I could say that when his eyes snapped open and my hand returned to my lap I wasn't sad, that I didn't miss the warmth of his mouth.

"I'm sorry." We whispered at the same time.

"It's my fault." He said huskily.

"No, mine, I taunted Jeike and he got me back for it."

"No... You don't... I mean I just... I wanted to know how it tasted." He looked away hiding his face.

"And?"

He turned to look at me.

"I'm going to go change." Naruto said when he was done with Gaara's cup, completely oblivious to what was going on across from him.

"Okay." I said, and when he was out of the room, I hestitantly put my hand on Gaara's knee trying to comfort him, he jumped when I made contact but didn't shrink away. "I've always thought it tasted like nickel and rust." I said softly. He nodded his head.

"It's salty like tears." This time I nodded.

"Blood and tears go hand-in-hand."

"Both come with pain."

"Tears can come for more than pain." He tilted his head. "You can cry because you're full of sorrow, or you can cry because you're full of joy, and all the other emotions in between."

"Why would you cry because of joy?"

"When an emotion builds up inside you, in here," I grabbed his hand and put it over his heart. "You have to let it out,and what better way to let it out than crying?"

I could see what I had said made him think, so I took my hand away from his, which stayed over his heart, to pet my cat. Jeike purred loudly, but soothingly.

"Kyamyi?" Naruto walked in the room.

"Hmm?" I said looking up from Jeike.

"I'm just going to make sure everyone has their gift ready for you." He said

"Should I ask who 'everyone' is?"

"Not a lot of people really, they'll find you when their ready to."

"So I wont be surprised by some random guy that walks up to me saying 'take this before Naruto kills me.'?"

"Seriously, what goes on in your head?" He asked.

"If I knew I still wouldn't tell you." Naruto shook his head and walked out the door.

There was that same huffing sound from Gaara. "Remind me to teach you how to laugh." I turned to him and I saw the corners of his mouth were turned up in the slightest bit. I smiled and they turned up a bit more. "Gaara have you ever been tickled?" He tilted his head, of course not.

"What does it do?"

"It makes you laugh."

"Why?"

"Because... because... it tickles. That's the only way I can explain it without demonstrating."

"Can you tickle yourself?"

"Nope." Not in that sense at least. Damn dirty mind of mine, I shook my head to get rid of my less than appropriate thoughts.

"Can I tickle you?"

"Sure." In both ways. Fuck! I thought I was done with that. "But do you even know how to?"

"Teach me."

"Okay, well see I'm mostly ticklish on the back of the neck and my sides." I explained how to move his fingers on my neck and how to poke me in the side and I swear there is no way that that conversation could have been had without many, many innuendos.

"And It makes you laugh?" I really wish I had his obliviousness to that whole conversation, but sadly I've had 'the talk' and I've accidently eavesdropped while my brother was talking to his girlfriend about some really adult themed stuff. I sighed an inaudible sigh.

"Yes."

He sighed and did what he was taught, I giggled and wriggled out of his touch, he pulled away, I looked at him he looked confused. "Why did you pull away? Does it hurt?"

"No It's just... its like... ugh I can't explain it."

"Then tickle me."

"You sure? You know some people aren't ticklish, you might be one of those people."

The look on his face said 'and your point is?' so I slowly reached my hand out to come up to his armpit. "You sure you might not like it." all he did was nod, then I started tickling him. First, his body went rigid at my touch, then he was squirming, and doing his little huff laugh, I couldn't take it I laughed along with him and started tickling him more in different places, his sides, his neck and his armpit again. I stopped when his arms wrapped around me and his face dug into my neck which kind of tickled so I giggled, and he laughed. A real official laugh, not a huff, it came from his throat and shook his whole body, which shook mine, which annoyed Jeike as he jumped off my lap and went to lounge on the floor.

We stayed like that for a while, laughing and hugging, and I couldn't choose a better place to be at that moment. Then he pulled away, but he didn't let go of me. His eyes widened when they looked at my face.

"You're crying." He stated.

I smiled when I looked at his face. "So are you." I wiped his tears away with my thumb and showed him the wetness. He touched his cheek himself and was amazed with what he felt. I smiled wider.

"But I-I only cry when it hurts." He gripped the cloth over his heart.

"Happy tears." I told him as I tried to relax his hand. "You're happy. So am I."

"Are you happy because of me?"

"Yes." I whispered.

"I'm h-happy because of you. You always make me happy, no one else can but you."

I could feel more tears as they formed in my eyes and overflowed. I rested my head on his shoulder and wished that I could stay there forever.

Yay! new upload. Anyway, Challenge of the day: Explain how to tickle somebody to anyone of your choice and tell me how it goes. I did it, I could not stop laughing... but it might be different for you.