NOTE: there are minor suggestive adult themes in a couple of chapters, hence the 'M' rating. However, the main story focuses on Misaki's life which mostly follows Naruto and Shippuden's plot.

PROLOGUE

"Congratulations on your promotion to Jōnin! I knew you would become an elite ninja very quickly," he said holding his tea for a toast. "Thank you, I'm was very surprised when the Hokage told me the news but we should celebrate." Misaki replied smiling.

She had just returned from classified S-rank mission where she had to use everything she had learnt so far not only to succeed but also to come out alive. Her chakra control, ninjutsu and taijutsu had been put to test along with her technical and tactical skills. If it wasn't for the intense training she had received under two strong Uchiha: Shisui and Itachi, and then Jiraiya, one of the Three Legendary Sannin, she doubted the end result would've been the same.

The Hokage and the Council had reviewed the report for the mission her captain had quickly provided and they've all agreed on appointing her Jōnin after her return. When she received the news in the Hokage's office she had been too exhausted and shocked for it to register, but after a much needed shower and clean clothes she was delighted.

"Why don't I prepare your favourite meal, I know you must be starving. Does that sound good?" he asked her. It sounded heavenly.

Misaki relaxed on her chair while watching him around the kitchen. She'd met him when she was only a child, but even back then she felt a bond forming between them. He made her feel complete and treasured, always bringing a smile to her lips. She knew in her heart he was the guy she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. When she started getting these feelings a year ago, she was scared but fortunately he felt the same way, it was clear in the way he looked at her, so all those worries were now gone.

Unable to just sit there, she stood up and hugged him from behind. He froze for a second but then he relaxed and turned around. "Is there something wrong?" he asked.

She looked up, staring into his beautiful dark eyes for a few seconds before standing on her tiptoes, her lips brushing his, light as a feather.

He smiled, placing a hand on her cheek while tracing her cheekbone with his thumb. Misaki looked at him before lowering her eyes to his lips, her heart beating rapidly. She needed him.

Misaki kissed him again, but this time she deepened the kiss. He shuddered, emitting a huff of air, and her lips parted to coax him closer for a deeper kiss. He responded for a minute or so but, as usual, he stopped all too soon. As he tried to move away from her, she leaned her body against his, stopping his movements.

She knew she shouldn't be doing this, it was too soon, but she couldn't help herself. Since that first kiss a few months ago, all she thought about was to hold him, to touch and and be with him more than she needed her next breath.

She knew when he registered her intentions, she could see it in his shocked expression and the feeling of his tense body against her. Without warning his mouth crashed down on hers, pushing her backwards until her back hit the kitchen island and claimed her in a passionate kiss.

Her fingers slid up his back and she cupped his neck to keep his mouth right where she wanted it, afraid that he was going to put a stop to his madness. She closed her eyes and leaned even closer, her body treasuring the feeling of his lips against her.

Misaki didn't realised they were even moving until she found herself in the bed, she smiled and wrapped her arms around him as he buried his face in her neck. He began making love to her, his strokes slow and deep, making her excitement build quickly. His quiet gasps in her ear sent her desire spiraling out of control which in turn made his rhythm change until they gave themselves over to pleasure.

He took her face in both his hands and kissed her reverently. She wrapped her arms around him to hold him close and drifted to sleep with her cheek pressed to his chest, her achingly full heart throbbing within.