Leaning against Uchiha Yin's solid chest, Anko felt wonderfully comfortable.
Uchiha Yin gently patted Anko's head. "From today on, you're my woman. Got it?"
His words were soft and low, and when they reached Anko's ears, they made even her heart tingle.
After a short while, Anko answered quietly, "Mm, I understand, Master Yin."
Calling him Master Yin was no longer quite appropriate, but deep down, Uchiha Yin didn't want Anko to change it.
So he said nothing, tacitly accepting the name.
As lovely as it felt to hold her, he still had plenty to do. At last, he patted Anko's head and said,
"All right, I have things to take care of, so I'll go now. You were up all night. Get some rest."
Anko's face flushed with embarrassment and indignation. "I know, Master Yin. You're the best, all right?"
As if sulking, she turned to face the wall and refused to say another word to Uchiha Yin.
Uchiha Yin knew she was only being playful, so he smiled.
He patted her head again. "All right, I'm heading out. Get some rest."
With that, he vanished from the room in a flash.
Uchiha Yin hadn't gotten a moment's rest all night... but he was very happy.
After all, he had long had feelings for Anko. Now his dream had come true.
A happy smile stayed on his face.
At least, when Kurotsuchi saw Uchiha Yin, he was smiling.
Kurotsuchi hadn't even noticed when he had gone out, so she stared at him in surprise.
She pointed toward the window. "Master Yin, when did you go out?"
Uchiha Yin found her puzzled expression amusing.
He reached out and ruffled her hair. "Something came up last night, so I left. Have you had breakfast?"
The smile never left his face as