Kiss Kiss
Kiss Kiss
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Title: Kiss Kiss
Characters: Kasumi/Ryu
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: I own nothing and the song belongs to Holly
Valance.
Summary: While on the run from her brother and clan, Kasumi
finds a job. What happens when a blast from the past appears and realise that
she is not a little girl anymore.
A/N: I really should be working on my Pokemon story but ever
since I saw that video of Kasumi pole dancing, this song worked it way in with
the image and it wouldn’t leave me alone. Have fun.
I’m also leaning toward Kasumi/Ryu for a reason.
One shot! AU!
Chapter 1: Bad Girl
Ryu Hayabusa
looked around the room with distrustful green eyes. He was dressed in a black
shirt and black trousers. His usual long brown locks was gone, replaced with
short spiky brown hair thanks to an attack that cost him his long locks.
He sighed to
himself as he turned his gaze back to the whisky, sitting on the table waiting
for him to drink before he reached out a hand, cupped it around the glass and
ran his thumb around the rim of the glass.
He wasn’t a
drinker by nature as he needed to keep a clear head if he ever wanted to
survive in the midst of the war that he was currently in.
He raised
his eyes once more and scanned the room to ensure that there was no one who
wished him harm was near him when the lights dimmed in the audience and got
brighter over at the stage, drawing his eyes toward the pole that occupied the
middle of the stage and a strange feeling coiled in his gut.
An
unfamiliar song came through the speakers. He looked down at his glass once
more only for his senses to go haywire as he recognised the scent of someone
that didn’t belong to the other men…a scent of cherry blossom and the men in
the audience started cheering.
Looking up
once more, his eyes widen as shock filled them and his jaw dropped when he saw
the very familiar girl on the stage…doing things that she really shouldn’t be
doing.
Meanwhile, the
red haired girl walked over to the pole, her hips moving to the beat of the
music.
She wore a
short pink skirt and a white strappy top that barely hid anything but enhance
her figure.
Her hand
curled around the gold metal and she spun around the pole, her pink skirt
flaring, showing the audience her white underwear.
Ryu felt
sweat break out at his hair line at the contrast of the virginal white pants
and her sexy sinful dance.
She faced
the audience, her hands raised above her head and around the pole then she slid
her body down, spreading her legs before snapping them close and snapping her
head to the side as she arched her body.
you see
am
wannabe
Neanderthal man
Ryu felt his
hand tighten around the glass as he watched the girl stand up and stand to the
side before she climbed the pole, pressed her body and long legs around the
metal and slide down. Once she hit the ground, she arched her body into the
pole, sending her red locks flying backward.
The men in
the audience let out whistles and cheers as they watched as she began moving
her body erotically against the pole…almost like she was making love to it.
She was
spinning around the pole now, swinging her hips. Ryu’s blood pounding in the
same movement as it rushed down south.
Ryu wetted
his lips with his tongue but they just went dried a few seconds later as he
fought to stop himself from charging up onto the stage to cover up the girl up
from prying eyes.
His mind was
now spilt into two as one part of him tried to keep his sanity over seeing his
best friend’s little sister up there on that stage, someone who he had known
since she was little girl.
The other
part of his mind was occupied by her sexy movements and the words of the song.
His hands itched to run themselves over her smooth skin, which shone slightly
under the lights glistening off the sweat that now adored her body.
This part of
his brain didn’t have a problem knowing that the once little girl was now an
adult with a very curvy female body.
His eyes
travelled, slowly, up and down her body as he took in the changes as she stood
with her back to the audience and slid her cupped hands down the pole,
caressing it while bending her back, showing her white covered ass to the
audience.
He felt his
hand twitched slightly at the thought of breaking that innocence before he
shook his head, bringing himself back to reality.
She slid her
hands back up, keeping her back to the audience as she moved closer to the pole
and swung her hips to the beat of the song before she spun around the pole,
facing the audience and adopted the same stance and movements.
She felt a
smile curve her lips as she let one hand slide down the pole toward her thigh,
which was wrapped around the pole.
The men
watched with bated breath as she slid her hand up her skin, trailing her
fingers till she reached the edge of the skirt and ran her hand over the fabric
and up her chest.
The men
whistled and cheered as they watched her throw her head back and thrusted her
hips harder into the metal before she pulled away, spun around and pressed her
back against the metal, sliding down.
She was driving
him insane.
He needed
her…
(Uh Uh Uh)
He couldn’t
believe how much she had changed. He knew that she had been on the run thanks
to her brother and clan. He had tried to protect her as much as he could but
seeing her up on the stage, dancing like that…it had forced him to realise that
she was no longer a girl but a young woman with woman needs.
She stopped
suddenly when her eyes caught familiar green eyes. Her heart started pounding
in fear as she moved to the beat once more, knowing that if she didn’t finish
the dance, she wouldn’t get paid.
She tried to
look away from him but his gaze kept drawing hers back to his. They were so
dark, darker than she had ever seen before and it thrilled yet scared her.
She started
caressing the pole as she moved in closer and started rubbing her body against
the metal, pretending it was his body she was caressing.
She had fantasised
about him since she learned about what it was like for a woman to be with a
man.
His eyes
darken even more as desire ran through his body. He watched as she moved
sensually against the pole and wished that it was his body that she was moving
against.
The lights
went out, signalling the end of the dance and the men started whistling and
cheering. Some of the men started demanding for her to come back on and give
them another show.
Ryu shot out
of his seat like a rocket and made his way toward the entrance that would led
him into the backroom…to the room where she was hiding.
He stopped
when he saw a security guard walking by, making sure that no intruders were
going to interrupt the girls. Ryu let out a frustrated sigh before his eyes
landed on the walls where they travelled up to the high ceiling and a smirk
adored his face.
Taking a
deep breath, Ryu ran up the wall and disappeared in a swirl of green and brown
leaves and reappeared on the other side of the security guard.
Looking
around, he found the room that hosted the girl by her name being on the door
and moved over to the wooden the door.
He just
opened the door quickly and stepped through it, not giving the occupier a
chance to defend herself.
“Hayabusa-san,”
the red haired gasped, her brown eyes widening as she took a step back. She
turned her back on him, closing her eyes as she fought to keep her emotions
under control.
“Kasumi…”
Ryu started and Kasumi turned around to face him only to be startled when she
saw he was right up close to her.
“Ryu…”
Kasumi started but was cut off when Ryu kissed her, his hands came up and
cupped her shoulders as she clutched his shirt, surrendering herself to the
kiss.
Ryu slipped
his hands around her shoulders and slid them down toward her waist while her
hands slid up his chest and around his shoulders.
Ryu moved
her backward toward the bed that accompanied the room and laid her down on it
and he claimed her as his from that night onward.
The End
Thanks to my beta: Anathera