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Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
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2:20 am
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 (in the pic: sambal fried rice, some mushroom sauce, tempura fried fish-fillet, nori toppings)
Hi all=) I haven't gotten around to uploading any pictures but I plan to! Until future ventures, check out the bulk of the photos by clicking on the pretty pic to check out my blog under "Epicurious?" =)
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1:48 am - Bento-ing!
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(in the pic: mini prawn fritters, lettuce and red pepper, bear-shaped Nutella sandwiches. Was meant to go with some cup ramen hence the 1 tier)
I haven't really been bento-ing lately because of the fasting month but finally got around to uploading previous bentos that I've finally started to document to share the bento love=)
I decided to spare you guys the bulk of the photos but if you wanted to, click on the pretty pic to check out my blog under "Epicurious?" =)
current mood:  awake
current music: You and I Both (slow version) - Jason Mraz
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| Thursday, October 21st, 2004
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7:11 pm
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Finally!Did n passed the last of the bi-weekly pc tests just now...now i *hope* i can focus on studying~ gawd i get so bored *pfft* 1week n a bit left to go tho so i shd really get in gear n come the end of 5th Nov that'll be when the fun starts;)
current mood:  bored
current music: Travelling - Utada Hikaru
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| Tuesday, October 19th, 2004
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4:01 pm
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Only had 2 tuts today *whoo*...Less classes which is of no surprise really since it's the last week before the study week and everyone's all lost in a daze anyway, worrying about what we actually know and *erkz* whether it's enough for the exams!Well some at my Physio tut this morning were saying the paper's designed against making anybody fail and as long as we meet Terms we'll be alright. And they're not going to go into much detail anyway. haha now that isn't going to keep me motivated enough to study like hell! But it'd be pretty interesting if us students got political and *all* decided not to study. We'd all get bad marks but because all of us got horrible marks, it'd be discounted and the admin would have to pass all of us *grin* But yeah since that's not happening i should really get serious about cracking the books. Yeah. Help.
Anyways, 2nd chapter off my fic...Nothing's really happened yet. Mr. Fantasy Guy isn't confirmed but i'll prolly think about how to get into all that after my finals...(heheh we'll see about that)
Chapter 2: The Morning After
The bathroom was still steamy as Sakura stood before the mirror, studying her foggy reflection. The longer she stood, more of her reflection was revealed as the moisture condensed to rivulets of water streaking down the long length of glass. Her complexion was pale save for the rosy tint along her cheeks, rendered by the masterful fingers of the dissipating steam. Her body had the graceful, ripe curves she had always silently wished for and was gifted with by her 18th birthday. Her hair hung in graceful waves along her back. Reaching just short of her waist, she fingered a wet strand of pink hair that had fallen over her shoulder. Despite all the obvious feminine physical attributes she was blessed with, she had never truly thought of herself as a woman. Not the way she felt like in her dream… Last night’s dream again drifted into her morning musings from where she had pushed it to at the back of her mind for the millionth time that morning. Again she blushed. It was somehow even more embarrassing in the clarity of daylight! Perhaps she never really felt any older than the girl she once was because she had never really changed in the past six years. Perhaps everyone had remained the same.
She mused. They were all jounins now, of equal rank to their former sensei. Yet, she still saw Team 7 fairly often. Every month or so, they all met up to do a mission together. Maybe it was sentimentality on their parts or maybe it was because each never felt as comfortable with others as they did with each other, but either way they were perfectly content to continue this ritual of theirs. ‘Even Sasuke,’ she mused. She smiled wryly at the thought of Sasuke. Perhaps she never really felt any older because she still had the same feelings she had for him back then. Though he continued to turn her down each time she asked him out, she never failed to do so again the next day. Hope is a funny thing. Or maybe it was habit. She thought of her dream…She had felt an intense emotional connection with him, more than just physical satisfaction. Her feelings for Sasuke thus far had never been quite as strong as that. Was that just infatuation then? She frowned. She loved Sasuke right? ‘But last night was different…That was really love…’ She was jolted from further thought as she caught sight of the reflection of the clock hanging on the wall behind her. “Kuso!” Today was the ‘Team 7 mission’ day of the month and she had less than half an hour to get ready!
Sasuke sipped his tea slowly before placing the cup on the table in front of him. Again his thoughts drifted to the dream he had last night. He had been embarrassed when he woke up but he had been able to put that feeling aside as he puzzled over it in the early hours of the morning. Why did he have that dream? ‘Sakura??,’ he thought. He admitted that she was indeed more special than any other girl he knew. They had become more comfortable with each other since their days as teammates. The team had understood each other. ‘Still…,’ he considered. Besides being the only girl he really knew, wasn’t she just another fan-girl? Another person obsessed with the superficialities of the world, intent on claiming him as her prize? She always asked him for a date and he always said no but if he thought about it, it felt like it had become more of a light-hearted request of late. Almost like a conversation. Just a piece of conversation…
He should be happy…right? Then why was he feeling at all reluctant at the idea, even if a little? He shook his head, leaning forward on the kitchen table, placing his chin in his clasped hands. He was confused. He thought about his ambitions in life. First and foremost, he had to kill his damn brother. But after that…did he not want to restore the clan? He couldn’t imagine anyone else but Sakura by his side. His ability to love may have been sacrificed by the hate he felt for Itachi but she was so devoted to him, she wouldn’t care right? There would be no questions. She would love him, have his children and they would live content. Married. And if their sex life was anything like last night…’She will definitely be satisfied.’ He smirked, getting up from the table. He had to get going. It was time to meet the others at the bridge soon. Seeing Sakura would probably help clear up his mind…
Kakashi groaned, resting his arms on the sink. He splashed some cold water on his face, studying his reflection. His features looked the same as always. Youthful, chiseled. He didn’t look a day over 24! Yet, he felt ancient. He was a grown man. He’d seen a lot in his life but he knew he wasn’t as old as he felt. Still, he couldn’t shake off the feeling. It was probably his conscience having a great time making him feel guilty. He scowled. Yes, it probably was his conscience. Still, it wasn’t his fault. He couldn’t control his dreams! He blushed slightly. Sakura had looked beautiful. And her body…She was definitely all 18 years of her age. His blush deepened. He tried to shake the guilt away. He sighed before giving a rueful smile. It was bound to happen, what with all the Icha Icha Paradise he faithfully devoured. ‘But Sakura?,’ he wondered. When had thoughts of that nature arisen regarding his former student? She may have grown into a beautiful young woman, earning a fan club that rivaled even Sasuke’s, but he still thought of her as his 12 year old student didn’t he? Those six years had always seemed to hang in a sort of limbo. When had he ever felt anything else?? Yup, he was definitely feeling the guilt…
And if he was honest, it wasn’t as much the fault of their age gap. She was 18, she could make her own decisions. She wasn’t even his student anymore. Logically, there was nothing wrong with them getting involved. He sighed. He felt guilty because he had quite enjoyed the dream. It was certainly very pleasurable… Unfortunately, he recognized another feeling besides physical attraction. The warm and fuzzy kind. He had felt complete in the dream. He had told her he loved her… ‘Love her??’ That was impossible, wasn’t it? She was his ex-student! But he could admit to himself that he did care for her quite a lot… More than just friendly feelings or those typical between a teacher and his student, he realized now. While he wasn’t sure it was love exactly, it might well develop into love. “She’s special…,” he whispered. ‘But love? Getting involved? What am I thinking?!’ He groaned again. That dream left him completely confused. And today, of all days, had to be the day they met up for a group mission. A reunion of sorts. ‘She’ll be there,’ he thought. Normally, he looked forward to these missions. Today, he felt like he never wanted to set foot outside his house again. And he had five minutes left to get there. Great. He groaned.
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| Saturday, October 16th, 2004
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2:12 am - Kakashi?? Sasuke??
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*groan* 2 weeks left to finals...And i'm procrastinating!*urgh* helpp! Well, i've picked up the books, tried studying but just can't seem to get in the rhythm yet...Maybe i need a new environment...Well, i tried my hand at fan-ficcing to get the creative side of my brain pumping and maybe overall, i'd be inspired to study!We'll see about that tomorrow;)
But yeah here's the first chap of said fic...It's smut i know but i can't really do the whole 'Who did Sakura dream of?' without the dream=p Too graphic for ff.net so so far its just up on aff. Might tone it down a bit before posting on ff. I know who i wanna pair up but i guess, in keeping with the whole suspense thing, i should keep that quiet for a bit till the 2nd chap;)
It All Started With That Dream...
Chapter 1: Nocturnal Stimulations...
It was a warm night. A beautiful night. Everywhere, everyone slept, tucked in the safety of their warm sheets. Such nights invited dreams. Kakashi dreamt that night. As did Sasuke. And Sakura definitely dreamt...
His strong, callused hand slid over her inner thigh. She gasped. Their bodies, slick with sweat glistening in the dim lighting afforded by his bedside lamp, moved intimately over each other. Her hands moved feverishly over his strong body, enjoying the sensation of his muscles rippling under her sensitive fingertips. Her curious hands continued their lazy exploration further south. Over his tight chest. His washboard abdominals. She held her breath in an exciting mixture of awe and anticipation as her fingers delightfully danced over him, urged by her hungry heavy-lidded gaze. His hip bones. The light trail of soft hair...he groaned and before she knew it, her hands were held captive above her head by a strong hand. She stared at him in quiet shock, eyes leisurely devouring his body, heaving with his heavy breaths. His skin looked bronzed, glowing in the yellowish hue of the bedroom light. He was beautiful...She studied his glistening chest, still laboured with his breathing. She couldn't help it. Knowing that she was the cause of this beautiful man's haggard breaths, his lazy-lidded gaze stained dark with passion. This dangerous man. She smirked.
His gaze narrowed. He smiled slowly, emitting a low growl. "So you liked that huh?" He lowered himself towards her supple naked body. "Do you like this?" In a swoop, he crushed his soft perfectly sculpted mouth onto hers. His tongue teased the crack of her lips and they parted willingly, inviting the onslaught. His tongue captured hers and she eagerly duelled, parrying his thrusts with one of her own. She thrusted her tongue into his mouth and explored the slippery depths. He tasted delicious. Sweet but masculine. Somehow. She tentatively licked the roof of his mouth, earning a deep moan from her lover. Was he her lover? Yes, but ever since his mouth touched hers, she could feel a deeper connection. As if more than just their lips, their bodies, were connecting. It was like the mating of their souls.
Kakashi groaned in his sleep...His dream was hotter than anything Icha Icha Paradise could ever suggest.
He dragged his lips from hers and before she had time to breathe, she could hear herself gasp audibly, taking all breath with it as she revelled in the drugging sensation of his hot open-mouth kisses over her heated skin. She moaned as his soft lips moved over her neck oh so deliciously slowly. He nipped slightly. 'That's going to leave a mark tomorrow', she thought. But all thoughts were robbed as she felt his mouth on her breast. She moaned louder as he slid his tongue slowly over her sensitive nipple, observing her through his hooded gaze. Relishing her pleasure. "You like this?," he breathed over her wet nipple, inciting delicious tremors through her body. She pushed his head back down, encouraging his mouth to continue. He chuckled but instead of complying, he moved to administer the same treatment on the other breast, a hand slowly making it's way down her taut stomach, leaving trails of pleasure in it's wake. She felt a finger slowly slide in her intimate folds, slippery with excitement. She couldn't hold back her gasp. It was a form of torture really, albeit sublime. His mouth on her aching breast, his finger sliding in and out of her slowly, and yet, with his hand holding hers hostage, she was unable to subject him to similar treatment.
Even in his sleep, Sasuke smirked as he kicked off the covers. It was much too hot...
Despite that, she could feel a hot hardness by her thigh. He was aroused. Suddenly, she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted him. She needed to have him. She had to have him. Now. "Now," she rasped huskily. He arched an eyebrow, suddenly thrusting his finger deeper inside her. She gasped but persisted somehow. "Now, please!," she managed through her excited moans. He gave a slow smile as he positioned himself between her legs, his hand letting hers go to prop himself up properly. His hard arousal was pressed near her wet opening, seeking entry. Her eyes widened as she felt it, gauging it to be quite, well, large...'How is that going to fit?,' she wondered fleetingly before all thoughts were whisked to oblivion as he slipped in her slick warmth in one quick thrust. He stayed that way for a while, buried deep inside her. He looked at her carefully through dark passion-stained eyes. She saw his concern and was touched by his apparent care. But to be honest, the split second of pain was cancelled out by the exquisite feeling of ecstacy that had encompassed her. Maybe it was because of all the pleasure he gave her before...She placed a hand against his cheek damp with sweat, smiling tenderly. He looked in her eyes and she hoped that he could see that she felt no regrets, no pain. She wanted this. She wanted him. 'I love him.' She knew it to be true. That's why she was willing to do this after all. She was his. Now, in every way possible.
He moaned and buried his head in her neck, kissing her as he began thrusting inside her slowly. She moaned. It felt so good...She tried to increase the tempo by thrusting harder. The light cast a glowing sheen over their slick bodies. She rained his well-defined shoulder with her feverish kisses. Eventually, his control must have broke as he responded in return, groaning. He captured her in his hot kiss as he thrusted harder, deeper, faster. He tore his mouth from hers and they gasped for air. "You're so tight...," he whispered in her ear, "you feel so good..." He moaned louder and she could feel him buckling as his thrusts became more jerky. "I love you!," he breathed in her ear haggardly. Suddenly, an exquisite sensation overtook her and she moaned loudly as did he as the both of them yielded to the heaven his body had been steadily promising her.
Sakura moaned feverishly as she jolted awake. She blushed. She felt hot all over. She placed a hand on her overly warm cheek. What a dream...
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A/N: Kakashi dreamt of Sakura. Sasuke dreamt of Sakura. But who was the mysterious lover in Sakura's dream??
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